Bitwa pod Grunwaldem

Hello again,
we just got back from Grunwald, Poland, a couple of days ago, and it was amazing! The festival lasted for several days and was perfectly

The medieval dudes from the Balkans

The medieval dudes from the Balkans

organized. The participants were divided into camps based on their origins and reconstructions. So, there were several camps all of which had their own guards and fences. The camp site was full of entertainment too. There were tournaments and games all the time. The medieval market was supreme and full of interesting things to see and buy. Also, the people were amazing.

We sent only two people from Varna, Bulgaria, but picked up our Serbian friends on the way -“The Golden Keg” company. So, we had a small company of medieval Balkan people.

I can’t really begin to explain and describe what the experience was because it was overwhelming, but lets say it like this – you get a nice camp and enough straw to live comfortably for days; you get to cook your own medieval food or get it from the camp’s tavern; you can participate in every event if you have the necessary inventory; also you can go out shopping. Lastly, you can get drunk and party with so many people that you can’t even remember where you have been and where you haven’t.Grunwald medieval festival

“Grunwald is more of a family event. People come here to meet their friends. I can just go around and talk to my friends and never have enough time for all of them.” 

This is what one of the participants told me about the festival. I did not believe it at first, but after several days I met some great people and had a lot of fun. Visiting Grunwald was amazing for me. I made a lot of friends and had a great time. I also managed to make some nice photos and videos of some of the fights. So, enjoy!


Best regards!
Vasil Vasilev – “fireshow guy” 😛

THE MOTHERLOAD of medieval canteens!

Welcome back, today’s article is going to be short one, because the pictures speak for themselves!

This summer at the medieval festival Times and Epochs Moscow, we made an arrangement for a large order of medieval canteens made of gourd pumpkins. This is the result of many hours of work and a lot of stress, we hope you like them. We were very sad to send them to their future owner from Arma Bohemia, but we hope he likes them as much as we did.

We named all canteens based on their looks and uses, and came up with some really weird names, such as: -The Inquisitor, the Villager, the Fat one, The Big Dick, The Small dick, The Water bringer, The Secret Vodka, and so on. We had a lot of fun, and this time they are even better because we used a special wax, which is harder to break, melt and damage. We still haven’t heard from our customers, but we hope they are satisfied with the medieval canteens as much as we are. 🙂

Best of wishes, Vasil the hermit canteen maker!

PS: ALL OF THIS WOULD HAVE BEEN IMPOSSIBLE WITHOUT THE PARTNERSHIP OF MY DEAR FRIEND AND COLLEAGUE MIHAIL AND HIS GIRL ISKRA. BIG UP FOR THE HOME CREW! 😉

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Melnik – a Marble in the Sand

Melnik is the smallest town in Bulgaria. It has been the smallest for many years and our recent trip to that place made it clear why it can’t grow any further.

Melnik is situated in the farthest south-western part of Bulgaria, just a couple of kilometers north from the greek border. It’s one of the warmest and sunniest places in the country, which makes it perfect for growing vines and that’s what the city’s famous for – it’s lovely wine.

The whole area there is covered with high and steep sand hills. They can’t be climbed, or surrounded easily, which is why the city was built between two ridges on the banks of the only river near by. So, the whole town is in a small canyon. It looks simply fascinating! The whole city is composed of small two-storey traditional bulgarian houses, which are surrounded by ridiculously tiny mountains, which makes everything change in perspective. After a couple of days you start feeling like Gulliver in the land of the tiny people. 😀

On a hill overlooking the town stand the ruins of the supposed “Nobleman’s house”. It’s supposed to be the ruins of a 12th. century nobleman’s home, which has been rebuilt and expanded over the ages. After a quick inspection however, I am willing to bet my reputation that this was a lightly fortified citadel. It has a couple of layers of thin outer walls, two separate inpenetrable towers with an entrance between them. That entrance leads into a small closed off yard, surrounded by the walls of the citadel, leaving anyone who enters completely exposed to arrows and various projectiles. It’s simply the nobleman’s stronghold.

We plan on making a medieval festival there this spring. We hope to organize something similar to “Cherven medieval festival”, so check out our photos and if you like the idea of a medieval festival there, give us a quick “Like”.

Enjoy!

Vasil

 

Sighisoara – A Romanian Fairy Tale

A modern fairy tale based on a true story

Once upon a time in a land far, far away, over rivers and marshes, through fields and high mountains stood  the city of Sighisoara. Once a year the proud and prosperous city would hold a great festival for the amusement of the people. People from all over the realm would fill the roads to Sighisoara to take part in the festival, or to simply enjoy it.KONICA MINOLTA DIGITAL CAMERA

The heroes of this tale came to the medieval  festival from far south, from the Bulgarian port city of Varna. They were the Griffin family. They were welcomed warmly and allowed to set camp inside the city walls. The next day, the griffins fought well in the tournaments and made many friends.

On the second day of the medieval  festival,  a big storm came from the west and hit the city. Tents, shades and pavilions were swept away and dragged in the streets by the strong wind. Everyone ran for cover. Those who did not, were trying to secure their tents. Two of the eldest  Griffins – Theodor and Stefan, were out in the streets helping people, when they saw an old man with long gray hair and beard trying to keep his pavilion from flying away. The man appeared to be struggling. He seemed like a seasoned warrior, yet his clothes were black and simple like a holy man’s clothes. The brothers helped him and went on to help others.

Later that night, the man in black came to their camp and gifted the brave lads with two bone talismans, one for each of them.

–          You are my friends now. You helped me. This is for you. – The old man appeared to be a merchant and a craftsman of bone and horn. He had the brightest blue eyes one can imagine and the look of a wizard, that you can’t say “No” to.

The Griffins accepted the gifts, but Stefan was uneasy with his. He was honored, but wanted to give something in return. So, the next day he visited the wizard and gave him one of his personal weapons as a gift – a beautiful battle axe.Sighisoara-–-a-trip-back-to-medieval-times-img12

Later that day, the rumor of the curious bone carver reached the rest of the Griffins, and before the day was over another three brothers visited the old man’s shop. His jewels, trinkets, talismans and medallions were a thing of wonder. The men were quickly enchanted by the beauty and craftsmanship  and wanted to buy a talisman for themselves as well.

The old man collected the medallions they wanted and looked at the men with warning in his eyes.

–          You will pay me for this medallion, but I will give your money to your brother on your right. – then the wizard turned to the brother on the right and spoke:

–          You will go to the brewery and buy that medallion’s worth in beer. If you spend my money on anything else, I will know! DO YOU SWEAR THAT! – Aye! – said second brother.

The old man took out the second medallion and said to him:

–          You will pay me for this medallion, but I will give your money to your brother on your left . – then the man in black turned to him and spoke:5702851262_53369abbb0_z

–           You will visit the food market and get this medallion’s worth in food, to go along with the beer. If you spend my money on anything else, I will know! DO YOU SWEAR THAT! – Aye! – said first brother.

The gray-haired man took out the third medallion and said to the third Griffin:

–          You will pay me for this medallion, but I will give your money to your last brother. – He turned to him and spoke:

–          What, else can we get that goes nicely with beer and snacks?

–          More beer? – said the last brother – More beer it is, but in one condition! When you buy all that, you will set a long table and give away everything, to anyone who comes along! You will treat everyone with this beer and food!

And so, they did. They kept their promise and organized a big feast, where everyone was  treated generously to food and drinks. They partied until dawn and  good times were had by all.

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Some say the wizard still wanders from town to town selling his magic talismans. It is said they bring happiness, but are especially strong, when you share your happiness with others.

Vasily of Sighisoara

“Times and epochs” medieval festival

Vasil V.

Hi guys,
I’m sorry for delaying the pictures from Moscow, but it was quite difficult getting back to reality. Everyone understands what we’re saying and no one wants to take pictures with us… it’s a harsh world we’re living in. 😀
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First of all, the medieval festival was amazing! The best event we have had the pleasure of visiting so far and we are very thankful for that opportunity. Our group had to travel some 2000 miles from Bulgaria and our drivers had to sleep in shifts in order for us to travel without stopping. The country-side was kinda boring. From Bulgaria to Moscow, the whole landscape was pretty much the same. The nature, the streets and everything was very familiar. Once we made a stop in Odesa, however, we knew we were no longer anywhere familiar. The one thing that made our group of 7 men the biggest impression were the women – tall, blond, bright eyed, beauties everywhere! It was heaven on earth and we all thanked our fortune for that.

The medieval festival itself was perfectly planned and organized as most of the participants will agree. Only the food and the running water were a bit of an issue, but not a major problem for seasoned reenactors like ourselves and everybody else.

Personally I had a great time and made a lot of friends – Бляя! Пиздец! I participated in the 2v2 tournament as a squire and enjoyed the fights very much. Got into the melee too, but had an accident as I always do.

We have never talked about this, but it’s kind of a tradition for our group and especially me, to get injured. So i got scar number 8 on my face and i’m proud of it. It happened in the melee. I got a spear in the mouth. The lip is a bit cracked, and the teeth are a bit chipped, but nothing a good dentist can’t  fix.

The biggest win of the festival in my opinion was when me and Mihail (Misha) opened a photo parlor. We gathered a sack of clothes and started dressing people up for medieval photos. They had some nice pictures and we got to hug some extremely beautiful women. Not only did we get to hug hotties, they even left us tips for that. Anyway, good fun was had by all.

Love you guys, hope you enjoy the pictures 😉

Medieval camp Cherven – Review

It was a great camp and we thoroughly enjoyed it.  The only thing that was kind of annoying was the weather. It’s an ancient reenactor tradition that the weather is bad when we are at a medieval camp

 We set out from sunny Varna and in the middle of the way to Cherven we got into a huge lightning storm. We couldn’t see where we were going, it was foggy, dark and pretty grim, when suddenly my phone rings and a friend calls to tell me his PC was hit by lightning right in front of him. The scary part was, we were just talking about lightnings and the chances of  hitting you inside your home.

Anyway, we reached the soaking medieval camp still alive. The next day the heat and humidity in the air was terrible. We were lucky to be higher than the poor people on the bottom of the canyon. We endured the heats just enough to be hit by another summer lightning storm. This one nearly blew the massive Chigot company tent.

I was holding the main pole and hoping. The options were -1. the pole would snap in my hands and crush me 2. the tent would be blown off the cliff and into the canyon, me included 3. since we are the tallest object on the highest place in a 30 mile radius, I figured we’ll probably get owned by a lightning.

I considered my options wisely and yelled out – the goddess of thunder is a whore. Those were some worthy last words.

Fortunately we survived, but the tent suffered a lot, and that may be it’s last medieval camp. Good bye Big Red, we’re gonna miss you :/

Anyway, here are some pics with funny comments 🙂
PS: Rights on the photos belong to Chigot medieval reenactments, Modvs Vivendi and various reenactors including the Medievalisticals team. Enjoy!

PPS: Here are some samples of the music our bards compose and play

To Transylvania and back

Well, we`re back from Sighishoara – the birthplace of the notorious Vlad Dracula.

Le me, driving when suddenly… Boom! A castle appears!

We left Varna, Bulgaria and traveled north, past the Danube, over vast fields, through the Carpathian mountains and into “Heaven”. As soon as we passed the mountains and the city of Brashov, everything changed – the landscape became less industrial and more beautiful and the cities and villages looked like somewhere in Germany . Suddenly we were in a fairy-tale by the Grimm Brothers.  Castles and fortified monasteries emerged all around us. We watched amazed at them thinking about the place we were headed.

We were not prepared!

We entered Sighisoara to find a whole medieval city standing tall and complete. We expected ruins! I cannot find the words to explain how beautiful that place is. Sitting in my room writing this i feel that never happened and it was all in my head. Reality just isn`t the same any more 🙂

Vasil

The World’s Tiniest Medieval Turnshoe

When you have enough free time, you get bored and start testing your skills. I made these from scraps during the medieval festival in Sighisoara in 2012. As you can see, each of them is sewn like a regular authentic medieval turnshoe, with the stitches remaining on the inside. It was a bit hard to turn them inside-out but not impossible. Besides, it’s a great way to spend a lazy afternoon at the medieval festival.

Vasil.