A few of us in the Riverwolf Kindred have them. We used to meet and have our blots and such. Somehow, it always ended in a huge drunken party with dangerous sword play and huge fires. I blame the mead. I haven't made any mead in years. Those parties were legendary here locally. Now there are only a few of us at oyster roasts and such. But when the drinking helmets and swords come out, the wives make their men leave. It is funny how putting on a horned helmet can bring out the Viking in folks. <img src="/ubbthreads/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" />