Serpent's Hold, Britannia - The King's meeting of Governors was held today in an EM house on the Isle of Deeds, south of the City of Serpent's Hold. Most of the Governor's were present or represented by a second. The King's voice resounded in brilliant gold, the hue of which drew several complaints that were promptly ignored by the King. A number of mind numbingly boring topics were introduced by various Governor's representing their Towns and Cities. A few spectators wandered in and most stuck around to watch or simply fell asleep in their seats. The King offered each Governor the opportunity to speak in turn. Nothing Earth shattering was decided. None-the-less, there were some reportable moments. Governor Hoffs, thinking his term is for life, said he needs no office in Skara Brae, he shall rule from his own Gilfane Citadel. Hoffs was reminded by King Blackthorn that a successor may prefer an office actually in the town he governs. Britain's Governor Bo was absent and the drunken pirate sent in his place was memorable solely for being exceedingly polite... for a drunken pirate. Someone less memorable requested that town vendors be allowed to accept item donations and then sell them with the proceeds to benefit the town. The idea was politely sidestepped by the King. Most puzzling was the request by Minoc's Governor to move the Minoc moongate closer to town. The fact that the meeting was hosted near a town on an island, with no land contact to any moongate created a perfect irony. Some other rudimentary civic comments left little impression on dozing attendees. Even the King was seen nodding as the meeting plodded on. Yet, out of misguided respect, the event was left to continue through all the town representatives. The most memorable occurrence came during the final few excruciating minutes. A couple of ne'er-do-wells in the crowd began a snowball fight. This was particularly interesting because Governor York was pummeled at his seat on the dais. His offer to take the snowball fight outside was resisted by the delinquent participants as the fight continued. The Sheriff of Britannia is investigating and asked for anyone with information on the identities of the perpetrators to please step forward. As the event wrapped up, Lord Redbeard made the follow observations, "I can't believe the King expects us to sit through a **** boring *** meeting and does not even offer us any ****ing cake? Where's the *** **** rum and wenches?" All in all, it was a tolerable experience for the political novice. There were certainly some behind the scenes deals made, as with any political event. But only our trusted politicians would know about that. Everyone should try to attend these functions as a civic duty. Call it "share the pain night."