#the witcher larp

[sfaira]

Marcjanna Ludwika Lubenbach, an amazing character I played last weekend on a Witcher LARP. I filled total of 21 pages of a notebook, took part in some rituals, tried to leave cursed village, risked burning at the stake and was surprised by a very honorable knight (I did not expect a knight to be honorable in this setting). Marcjanna/ Marcienne was my first choice character for this story, mostly because her description made me think of Shallan, and to be honest I fell in love! I'd gladly reprise the role or bring her back if I ever get to play witcher ttrpg. The outfit is how my actual outfit for the larp looked! It was so cool to wear this, but also it was over 30 degrees celcius that weekend so I was dying a little bit. Still had it better than the armored knights.

[mimikoflamemaker]

Better late than never ;) - some more pictures from my April photoshoot just dropped and I really like them.

Can't wait to get my updated outfit photographed but hey, these ones are not half bad, so please enjoy some more Myra on the path.

Outfit and make up by me.

[emotionalwarmth]

I have been to 3 Witcher LARPs and in all 3 of them my characters' name was a plant/flower. I like this tendency. 1. Nevena Vanar (Nevena means marigold) - servant, baker 2. Thistle - druid girl, later leader of the druid circle 3. Cragna an Ffidil (ffidil means violet) - ex-Scoia'Tael member, later bodyguard and lover of prince Stennis (this did not end in a happy ending, surprise)

[svetliysudarworkshop]

[lucius-the-sinful]

I start my classes next week AND renn faire in my city next Saturday????

[icaruslovemedley]

I've been working on a custom card game set for our Larp group loosely based on Gwent, and after weeks of nose to the grind I finally have them ready for print! Here's Cards 17 - 20 ✨ Open to Custom Card Commissions ✨

[kuwdora]

Ooo, super curious about the real bros of crookback bog fic!

Okay, The Real Bros of Crookback Bog is the second story in my Velen Cannibals AU and it is pretty ridiculous. This story takes place before Nilfgaard’s first invasion and my interpretation of the Velen cannibals: basically they are a Weezer song. They just want to be left alone so they can hang out with their bros and eat whoever they want and sleep in all day. It’s 90% original characters and more about my love for all of the strange/weird/funny elements I took from Witcher 3 and Velen in particular. I don't know why I got so hung up on these ideas but I have like 15k scattered across three stories for this AU so I was really gung-ho about it for awhile. This story is 80% shenanigans. I have a POV character named Remy who ran off and ended up with the cannibals (there is a whole sequence that is ‘eat cute’ intro and his future boyfriend snares him in an actual trap).

Some scene things from The Real Bros of Crookback Bog:

Remy discovers the cannibals play Capture the Chef in which they do semi-violent raids on each other in order to kidnap the best cooks and bring them to their own camp for the season.

At one point Remy’s camp finds some loot in the forest and brings it back to camp, only to discover that there’s a ghost haunting a piece of jewelry or other item. They befriend the ghost and keep them around as an early warning system for drowners, bandits, and witchers.

Remy also discovers one of the cooks has trained the local crows to find/retrieve goodies and snoop on enemy camps.

There is a red-eyed scruffy hare who is an emissary or watcher for The Crones who is named Ištikimas and tends to appear at strange times.

One of Remy’s new cannibal friends gets a tattoo from a bog witch, only to discover the bog witch has enchanted a revenant in the tattoo. So they wake up in the middle of the night thinking this guy is talking in his sleep except it’s the old spirit in his tattoo who ends up being a really amazing shit-talker. When that cannibal bro gets kidnapped, they let go because the tattoo is too creepy for the abductors.

And then there’s a little scene like this where one of the cannibals got turned into a fox. Because strange shit happens in Velen all the time, okay: Rated Mature. ~400w.

So far the truce to their war was holding steady. Liver Burlap was playing the fiddle, some sort of jaunty tune that Remy found himself enjoying himself despite the concern he had when they put their weapons away. Serril was to Remy’s left, tucked against a giant rutsack containing the loot from the merchant’s cart. Pav was to his right, nursing the bottle of rye. The weather was warm and no one was piss-drunk and throwing punches yet. With any luck, they’d be able to get through the night without spilling any intestines. Remy elbowed Pav to hand over the booze but Serril grabbed it before Remy had a chance to drink. He finished wrestling the bottle from Serril who flicked his cheek and grinned. Remy’s skin felt hot, his gut churning pleasantly before pressing the bottle to his lips. He was looking around the fire, falling into the rhythm Anton was slapping on his knee with the beat of Liver Burlap’s fiddle but Anton stopped suddenly.

The older man held his arm up high and called out into the darkness, “Elias! That you? Where the fuck’ve you been?”

He looked where Anton was calling, seeing nothing but the grassy silhouettes beyond the campfire. Remy took another sip and startled when a fox hopped on top of the barrel behind Piotr. The chorus of “Elias!” echoed around the fire and the woodland animal trilled at them, bird-like and eerie as fox were under the guise of night.

Remy had to blink through the haze of drink and took another look at the animal. It’s snout was short like any fox, firelight showing off a bushy tail, red with a white tip and tucked against it’s body. It was no larger than any fox Remy had seen frolicking through the meadow or darting through the swamps. Except there seemed to be a pair of human balls and a sad, very small human cock between it’s hind legs.

“Long time no see,” Piotr said, dumping some of his spirits into a mug and placing it on the barrel next to the animal.

“That fox has a cock,” Remy blurted out and there was a heavy moment of silence that followed, the wide eyes of Anton and Liver Burlap boring holes into him. Piotr murmured something to the fox and Remy swallowed, looking over at Serril, wondering if there was some faux pas he just committed when they were supposed to be making friends with this crew. Serril gave him an encouraging wink amidst the silence.

“No wenches or vixens for Elias,” Piotr said, breaking the silence and Liver Burlap played several sad notes on his fiddle and Anton roared with laughter. WIP Game List

[braderunner]

Portrait of a friend.

My team and I went to the LARP Witcher game as a gang of Whoreson Junior.

At some point we really needed a pig, the boss gave me a gold piece, a couple of strong guys and told me not to come back without a pig. I also pulled my good pal Pig, because it's quite amusing to get a pig with a Pig. We went to the nearest village and I tried to talk with the headman, who refused to negotiate, damn this old fart. We didn't want to beat them - we have important business with them besides that pig stuff. But while I was talking to the headman, the Pig (the one in the portrait, and not the one that needs to be stolen), walked with a leisurely pace to the aviaries. I moved so that the headman continued to stifle, but so that he stood in front of me, with his back to both pigs. With exactly the same unhurried gait, the Pig, clutching his namesake under his arm, left the village. After marinating the headman for a few more minutes, the remaining guys and I caught up with our artiodactyls and, upon returning home, made a Pig tattoo "Pig Squared" for honorable theft. And immediately drank 🍻

Order a picture from me on Fiverr :)

[caenith]

Milva looks like she's participating in her first ever larp.

[shamblz]

I think it's very important to be able to laugh when watching fantasy shows

[deutsche-bahn]

Also ich hab Larp angefangen, indem ich mich von einer Larpgruppe adoptieren lassen habe. Habe auf Thilo Wagners Larpkalender ein Eintagestavernencon in meiner Stadt gefunden, mir mit minimalem Aufwand eine Gewandung zusammengemittelaltert (plus Omas alte Pelzkragenweste) und saß dann mit einem Tonnapf voll Moorwasser (Spezi) am Tresen, während um mich herum eine Hobbitdame ihren riesigen Weidenkorb auspackte und kontaktlinsenlose Witcher und freidrehenden Drehleierbarden mit Dauerwurst und sauren Gürkchen zumauerte. Fühlte mich zwei Stunden extrem fehl am Platz und hab mich nicht getraut zu gehen. Bis dann ein Urgestein von einem Zwerg auftauchte, meinen Moorwassernapf und Omas Fellweste beäugte, und dann netterweise fragte, on ich zum ersten Mal in gemischter Gesellschaft unterwegs sei. Bin aus Dankbarkeit, überhaupt gesehen worden zu sein, geistig etwas weggetreten Wieder zu mir gekommen bin ich dann ein Stockwerk drüber, umgeben von einer Gruppe Priester, Priesterwachen und Adjutanten, die ich seitdem nicht wieder losgeworden bin. Oder sie mich nicht. Das war 2018.

Der Moorwassernapf killt mich gerade. Und ja, früher oder später bemerkt irgendjemand dass man verloren in der Ecke sitzt und adoptiert einen kurzerhand. That's the spirit

[sfaira]

The golden one with the golden rules, sir Tobias Farbotten, honor bound knight of the Flaming Rose with only a small problem of not keeping celibate, like, ever. The one voice of reason against burnings!

Farbotten and my Marcienne used to be lovers back during her studies in Oxenfurt and it made for a very interesting relationship on a larp - there was a lot of positive memories and maybe a want to return to what they had but it was impossible: Marcienne didn't trust Flaming Rose Order, Tobias decided to become faithful to other woman of his past. I enjoyed this careful game between using the shared moments to ensure townsfolk aren't getting persecuted and keeping safe distance because it's not the same person anymore.

[mimikoflamemaker]

I'm alive - just not much on the internet lately.

So very pleased with how this project is coming along - after last weekend I know what I need to alter slightly and what pieces I still need/want to make... or remake. So that Myra would be able to fully come into existence.

So basically, last weekend I modeled for a photography class and the results are slowly trickling in. Here is the first glimpse.

In all honesty - I thought I would be more intimidated by 15 people taking pictures of me, but it was fun. Except for the absolute downpour on Saturday ^^'

Outfit and make up by me (except for weapons - I didn't go that far yet)

And as you can see - Myra finally has her scar ^^. It was not added in photoshop later.

[emotionalwarmth]

"Soon, my love..." My art for a Witcher LARP: Skellige Winds is finally ready~~ In this LARP I was a druid and the girl in the picture is my "sister" (my character considers everyone in the druid circle brother and sister) who turned out to be the descendant of a powerful druid who lived long ago and was the previous protector of the oak tree and the druid grove. Sadly, the grove was tainted by dark magic, so she was dying. We had to plant a new seed to make a new grove. She was to be the new protector, had to become one with the new oak tree. Her love, a priest of Freya from the Hindar clan asked to be buried next to the tree when he dies so they can be together.

[svetliysudarworkshop]

Want to share with you this selectio of photos of accessories (made by me) for Yenn: a real slimming leather corset with underwire and elegant embossed gloves. And of course, some “in-progress photos.” ^_^ Commissions open, feel free to ask, if needed.

[itsagrimm]

König is a bit nerdy

He might be an active, intimidating, focused and somewhat private man during missions but that basically goes out of the window as soon as he returns home.

Big into board games. It's his main friend circle and they meet up every time he gets back for a night of pizza and a new addition of Carcassonne, Munchkin or CATAN. König would love to play more Pen & Paper style of games as well but since he is in town so irregularly they never really do it.

Listens to audiobooks when traveling because it's easier than to pack all those tons of Sci-Fi and Fantasy books he is into. Currently re-'reads' Eragon because of the nostalgia.

Oh, he likes dragons (obviously).

Owns a closet full of costumes for Mittelalter Märkte / Renaissance Fairs. Also owns a traditional tent and everything else needed for a good LARP. Is 1000000% down for a couples costume.

König has the traditional not-leaving-the-house-for-a-day-when-coming-back-moment to play his favourite game (a certain AAA shooter). Due to the lack of practice and unfamiliarity with the map he isn't the best at it, which his teammates who know him irl tease him mercilessly about. Also, he prefers the sniper position and puts hours into decorating his avatar.

Used to be an avid reddit user. But got annoyed by some incels and left.

Likes going on bookstore dates with his S/O. Also really enjoys some quiet time with them just doing parallel play while being close.

Extremely specific about his keyboard preferences and cap designs. Generally enjoys researching how to improve his set up.

Treasures his old DS and was extremely happy about it turning on and working fine when he found it in an old box at his parents house.

Definitely has done the naruto run during a workout at home.

Can give a 45 minutes impro presentation about something Star Wars related. Will never grow tired of mocking Star Wars, it's a complicated relationship.

Always travels back home to Austria via Germany because the books are cheaper there and he stocks up especially on Mangas and Comics instead of paying an obscene amount for the shipping.

Has played Pathologic.

Has finished Pathologic.

Will not shut up about Pathologic. Yes, his S/O is very used to getting infodumped.

Currently learns polish to read the Witcher books in the original.

Owns and unironically uses themed kitchen utensils from his most beloved franchises. During Christmas time he brings out an absurd amount of cookie cutters for Plätzchen in fantasy themes like swords and witches. And in summer he serves up ice cubes in Death Star shapes. Has a very frilly apron because it reminds him of cliche anime stuff and he thinks him wearing it is funny. (he is right, it looks ridiculous and barely covers his chest.)

Can and will become extremely serious and intimidating again should someone say something sexist or racist or generally mean in his vicinity. He is here to enjoy himself with some nerdy shit with the people he cares about and not here to witness a hate crime or aggressions. He knows too much about that already from work and will become A TREAT if necessary. Don't try that shit around him otherwise you will be faced with spitting-fire-soldier-König and not goofy-nerd-at-home-König.

Likes cute shaped foods and always gets himself or his S/O to try out or as a gift.

Should he ever have kids they will have the most down to play games dad. They will grow up in a house filled with playful things and toys. And reading fairy tales with doing-all-the-voices-König becomes a nightly routine.