SeraphNocturne
Menace to Society
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I used to be heavily involved in the European version of the Renaissance Faire (Fayre?) scene, and with only a limited knowledge of the North American version I think I can state that in Europe it's more 'hardcore' (but I must accept it may have changed in recent years). There was a lot of steel weapons fighting (in my case with limited or no armour, so you had to know your stuff, even with blunted weapons), and the real fun started when the sun went down and the tourists went home: there are a lot of very serious drinkers in that scene. But... as I was so deeply involved with it over so many years (20+) it actually hasn't ever featured in anything I've ever written, either here (under a previous pen-name or my current one) or out in the non-kink world. I don't think it ever will: the whole thing stopped being unusual for me and became just a bunch of guys drinking and being political with a small 'p' and telling jokes.
There was sex going on, of course, and I still chuckle when I remember fucking my ex-wife in a tent before the market opened one day. The market was next to the shore on Oslofjord and we were in an A-frame Viking tent, so it was quite big, with room to *ahem* 'move around'. She was on all fours and I was in the 'approved position' behind her, a heartbeat away from penetrating her, when a big, dumb Norwegian tourist, who shouldn't have been there for another hour, stuck his great ruddy (literally) face in between the tent flaps. I got very English, and did my Lady Bracknell impression, "Do you mind?!", and he was out of there like a scalded cat. Despite being amused, I still get mildly indignant about it, even though it happened last century - I mean, the tent was closed, and how would he have like it if I'd just wandered up to his house, opened his door and stuck my head in to take a look? Or perhaps he might have enjoyed it...
I have a multitude of other stories about the whole scene, the individuals, the absurdity, jokes we played on each other and on the tourists.
But as for inspiration, it comes when I least expect it, it's never there if I ask for it, and it usually strikes from a direction I wasn't anticipating. It is both a blessing and a curse.
I feel like Europe wrote the book on these sorts of gatherings. This sounds INFINITELY more entertaining than the event that I was at, the highlight of which were costumed actors posing as knights riding on horses and “jousting” and the amazing attention many of the attendees and the actors put into their costumes and speech patterns.
The Ren Fest here is essentially just another cosplaying convention in most parts—if you come with a weapon it must be peace tied, there is no age restriction and there are an enormous amount of vendors most of which are selling handmade wares.
I think they could definitely take a page out of Europe’s book and model a more adult oriented gathering, maybe toward the fall. I would absolutely love it. But modern Cosplay has made enormous strides compared to my younger years and the characters portrayed were infinite, with intricate design. Definitely tickled my fantasy realm inspiration!
Overall, it’s been wonderful hearing where all of you AH authors find inspiration. I’m certainly going to try some of your methods when observing my surroundings out and about from now on.