Tonight we leave for Fighter's Collegium, an SCA event occuring somewhere southeast of Atlanta, GA. It's a 5-6 hour drive. Can't leave until we all get home from work/school, which may well have us getting there around 2 in the morning. Once there, we have to unload all our stuff, set up beds (the cabins at this site don't come with bunks... or heat) and try to sleep enough to function when we get up in the morning. Did I mention that we have to be up around 7am to get the rapier field set up? Sometimes I wonder why we keep doing this stuff. Then I remember a quote (from a Magic: the Gathering card, oddly enough) that would explain it.
Battle doesn't need a purpose; the battle is its own purpose. You don't ask why a plague spreads or a field burns. Don't ask why I fight.
Pretty simple answer.
(A cookie to anyone that can name the card that came from.)
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