Pennsic War IV 1975
Event Details
- Date - August 30, 1975
- Location - Frank Spencer's farm
- Event Steward - Gladius the Alchemist
About the Event
An event that shall live in infamy, Pennsic Four was the first and last Pennsic held in Cleftlands territory. Our own Gladius the Alchemist was the event steward and for understandable reasons he hasn't event stewardted since!
Baron Moonwolf wrote a song about Pennsic Four that sums up the experience well according to those who survived it, hopefully I'll get the lyrics and permission to post them here for your enjoyment.
The Chronicle of Isabella of Greycliffs has this to say about the event:
The Fourth Pennsic War was an important event because although Andrew was the event steward, Swami and Gladius were co-event stewards. This war also known as the Pennsic Puddle or the Pennsic Pour. Rolac was king, of course. The site of the war was a large lot on Frank Spencer's farm. It was an unimproved site, so roads and things had to be built. To make matters worse, it began to rain the week before the event. It kept getting colder and more miserable. Then, just a few days before the war was to take place, Frank Spencer died. Luckily (?), Ozzie was able to convince Frank Spencer's relatives to let the war be held after all. Some people from the west coast were already on their way to the war. It rained the whole weekend. Andrew had to get cars in and out of the parking area with a towtruck and chains. Marixsa, Dimitri (Edmund the Unavoidable), Justine, and Arianne, had massive troubles putting up their tent. With the help of Rolac and all his squires, the tent was finally raised well after nightfall, and in the rain. A large Cleftlands contingency was at this war. It was Alen Elegil and Odious Clonius' first event. J.R., Kathy, Yamoto, Yosef, Maria, Ozzie, Karl, and Gladius were there too. Gladius had a river flowing through his tent. Most people spent the weekend trying to find a dry place of any kind. Many left early; many got sick. Ozzie and Swami each got a Dragon's Heart for flood work. Rolac spent much of the war trying to dry his socks by igniting gasoline poured on the ground. Even so, the king ended up with a nasty case of trenchfoot. People who came back later to clean up the site were amazed by the amount of damaged, abandoned property littering the field.
