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Organiser: Jacob Hoodly

Description: "Oi, what do you mean I can't buy this fish? What do you mean it's for the fish-slappin' contest?"

"Come one, come all to the Corvis Founding Day fish-slapping, barrel-throwing, Ogrun-dancing, Gobber-specialty pie eating contest. Barrels of fun for you to enjoy, well that is if you're not participating in said events. Come see these brave lads try to endure the hardships of being fish slapped with a week old fish; beware the smell is bad enough to knock out even bystanders from the 3lb rotting fish. Then we'll move on to the Ogrun dancing. They're real friendly a'right, they just want to hug and squeeze the life out a ya'. You say that sounds like a hell of a spectacle right there, huh? Well, it's not over yet by a long shot, 'cause now they gotta throw barrels at each other. If they get hit, they lose! Before they catch their breath though they will be forced to hold it in order to eat a specialty homemade Gobber pie. The chefs love 'em but I've never seen a civilized man come within arms length and still hold his breakfast, let alone his dinner. So now you must be saying to yourselves, 'Who in their right mind would participate in these horrifying events?' Well, I'll tell ya'. You are. The winner of these events is taking home 3,000 royals. You don't want anyone else taking home your money, do ya'? So sign up! The events are about to begin..."

Agenda: The events start early in the evening, giving plenty of time for Hoodly and his affiliates to spread the word on the festivity that no one should miss out on. Hoodly planned it out so that they could escape with the profits from the entrance fees (20gp per person) under the cover of darkness. There is no prize for going through hell...

Social crowd: Mainly the lower and middle class attends, the ones who aren't above enjoying themselves by watching the pain of others. Although you'll also see a few curious aristocrats wandering about, pretending to be utterly disgusted with the activities.