Alas, no chainmail this year. I went as a silk road caravan master armed with a small kukhri. You can see pictures up on my blog. The unfortunate display of nothing but rum, claymore and loincloth was seen on a man who, shall we say, was well prepared for any potential famine or cold weather. (thick coating of body hair and pushing 300+ lbs) <img src="/images/graemlins/tongue.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/images/graemlins/tongue.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/images/graemlins/tongue.gif" alt="" /> He seemed very happy though and that's the main thing.

-Blast

p.s. Oh yeah, and my drink of choice is a brandy. <img src="/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" />

p.p.s. Okay Ironraven, now show a picture of you.