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Doesn't anyone have any more fun stories? Then I'll continue telling stories about reenactors, but again with a small digression. In the previous post, I mentioned role-players, and quite often, when there are no reenactment festivals, reenactors go to role-playing events. This is when people adapt to the roles assigned to them based on the theme (in Heroes, someone is Railag, someone is Isabel, etc.) and play their roles while simultaneously fighting each other with prop weapons. Due to the nature of the event, the battles are turn-based (a knight has 4 HP, an unarmored character has 2, a sword strike removes 2 HP, etc.), and, unlike reenactors, few people wear armor. So, story #2. This summer, reenactors went to some role-playing event. As always, on the very first day of the battles, they were upset that a dozen knights died from some unarmored thug who said he was a mage and that he cast a fireball that killed them. Naturally, the game immediately became uninteresting, but they didn't want to leave, so they asked the game masters (judges and organizers of the role-playing event) to assign them to somewhere where they wouldn't be bothered so they could peacefully drink for the remaining days. They were assigned to a place, and everyone forgot about them. A couple of days later, the "orcs" decided to massacre the "elves." First, they killed all the "elves" who were outside their camp, and then they went to storm the camp. It turned out that all the normal "elves" were outside the camp at that moment, and they were, of course, killed. And so, the orcs (I must note that the average orc armor is shoulder pads) approached the elven camp and were quietly surprised - there were no defenders, and no arrows flew out from behind the fence, which was not very elven. They went inside the palisade - no one. Okay, there's a second palisade inside, they went there and saw a formation of three dozen knights. When the orcs asked, "Who are you?" one of the knights lifted his visor just enough to say the magnificent phrase: "We are light elven infantry." In general, the orcs lost that time.

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