Fairweather Manor 3 is having some extensive coverage. That’s because it is both mine and Stuarts first International and truly Nordic larp. This puts us well outside of our normal playing environments. This marks it as an important experience. We also wanted to give our readers an indication of what one these larps is like from more than one point of view. That means a number of articles but we hope that bear with us. As I think even though you may get “Fairweathered out”, the portrayals, images, videos and reflections will hopefully be valuable in the long run. Rob.
Day 1 of the LARP
So the chapel service started at 07:30 sharp with a very sombre service highlighting the fact that we were in a war and that times were difficult for everyone, well those without wealth or title.
As the day went on there were rumours, fraternising and of course mischief (mainly by the maids)
Lunch was uneventful but soon followed with a group of activities for the nobles and serving staff, this included a hunt, opera and an acting workshop from a famous American Actor, I of course have not heard of him as I do not concern myself with such things.
Then came the evening meal, which for the staff is a difficult time, two and a half hours of standing on your feet fetching and serving the nobles (this is of course voluntary and many jump at the chance) it is amazing the things you hear while waiting on a table, drama erupted in the style of an air raid warning but luckily the bombers were not targeting the manor but London, the press that were at the manor were ejected in an undignified manor when he accused the Duke of touching himself and other ladies too much.
The Stag Party (If the ladies are reading this it did not happen)
Between us Men however it was a fantastic knees up with dancing girls ankles and a boxing demonstration
Now to bed and ready for 7:30 am Chapel
Day 2 of the LARP
This was a more upbeat day with weddings and eating, sleeping, eating, drinking, eating, wedding, party, eating……….
I think you get the picture, for the servants this was another day of preparation but no chapel as the Vicar was a little under the weather, so we all have a little rest but reflected on our own discipline with a talk from Mr Derbyshire.
To Breakfast, and the variety was incredible, we did not go hungry (even though there was a war on)
To the nobles we go, dressing, fetching, preening, hair, make up and a lot of notes passing back and for with intentions of courtship, business dealings and gossip (so naturally we read all of them first)
Secret plans were drawn, bets made and the maids as per usual getting into trouble.
The wedding was a very ornate affair and many tears were shed as the Dukes eldest son was married to a lovely fair maiden of another noble house. As Is custom the speeches were next and many a tedious one was made until we come to the Duke himself who is frail of body but not of mind, he is a direct man and does not mince his words so after welcoming the blushing bride into the family then informed her that disaster had struck her parents when a German U-boat had sunk the ship they were passengers on losing all hands, needlessly to say she ran from the room in a flood of tears, the Duke not even realising he had been insensitive.
Still the show must go on and the servants went about preparing the dining hall for the wedding Dinner, even though the mood was dour much celebration was underway.
To the ball with you, this was by far the most regal and elegant affair with all dressed in their finest, the ladies were enchanting and the lords were commanding, meanwhile the staff not tasked with serving went about merrying downstairs and were even introduced to a new dance courtesy of the Indian Man Servant who was accompanying one of the ladies (there was speculation he was a bit more than just a man servant)
We then come to the final part of the evening where all were gathered to hear a final speech by the Duke and then an ending tale which told of the lives that were lost in the war including that of the Duke’s eldest son who had just married and that most of the male staff had been called into service. (this was a massive tear jerker and a stark reality of the cost of war)
Enter The Claus…….
Claus then entered centre stage to end the Larp and to do the customary thank you first from the nobles to the servants and then the servants to the nobles and of course to the staff and crew that made it all possible.
Claus then invited us to break up in to groups of four and to talk about what we had learned about ourselves and so forth, I found this a very useful exercise as it helped me process some of my thoughts and experiences. TIME TO PARTY!!!