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Občerstvení na Kamenné Horce
Hády 3, 614 00 Brno-Maloměřice a Obřany

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Our wedding will be inspired by the charm and romance of a Renaissance festival. If you'd like to join in the atmosphere, we invite you to wear flowing natural fabrics, rustic textures, or fantasy-inspired details such as floral accents, leather accessories, cloaks, or botanical jewelry. Whether you choose a subtle nod to the theme or a full Renaissance or fantasy ensemble, we'd love to see your creativity.

Please don't worry about traditional wedding etiquette such as avoiding white or "not outshining the bride." For our celebration, those rules are happily set aside—wear whatever makes you feel joyful, magical, and ready to celebrate with us.

Guests

CapyPunk

Between 2021 and 2023, we built something truly incredible—something that brought together more than a hundred people during a time when everything was shut down and restricted. We were at the heart of it, and that's why we became as close as two people can really be. It wasn't just work, but a downtime and life all rolled into one. When people live through something like that together, they open up to each other completely and you get to know who a person really is. It was a magical time, and it gave us both so much.

Things aren't like that anymore, and we hardly talk these days. But one thing has never changed: I know what you're capable of, and you know what I'm capable of. Everything we went through together forged a bond that's still there. Even now, I know that if something ever happened, I could come to you with absolutely anything, and I'd know you'd help me. I hope you feel the same way.

After everything we've been through together, all those events and experiences we shared... very few people ever get to live through something like that.

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> We're just drifters trying to jump onto the last freight train out." («Мы просто бродяги, что метят запрыгнуть в вагон уходящего товарняка».) As they say, you can't take words out of a song.

Just like that incredible year we spent on the Trans-Siberian Railway, after which life sent us down different tracks, carrying each of us in our own direction. These days we barely talk and rarely run into each other. But somehow, whenever one of those rare "I'm at a bar. Wanna grab a beer?" texts comes through, there's always time to show up and have a couple of non-alcoholic beers. So I can hear how things are going at McDonald's, what concerts you've been to, and which festivals have come and gone. And you can listen to my never-ending struggle to carve out a place for myself—and hear about whatever ridiculous mess life has dragged me into this time on my way toward a brighter future.

As someone we both cared deeply about used to say: "Love"

Yura

I'm generally a calm person and not always the easiest to get out of the house, so I especially appreciate people who encourage me to step outside my comfort zone.

Diana and I met about four years ago, and since then our friendship has become something very natural and dependable for me. I admire her energy, determination, sociability, and her ability to bring people together. She not only invites me to all kinds of activities but also genuinely cares about how I'm doing.

Two years ago, Diana introduced me to Artyom, and my first impression of him was that he was kind, calm, funny, and genuinely open-hearted. Being around the two of them, it's easy to feel like you belong and to simply be yourself.

It means a lot to me that I get to share one of the most important days of their lives with them.

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> I don't remember exactly when my friendship with Yura began. But I remember the moment I first thought "I want to be friends with him". And somehow, that's exactly what happened.

For someone as restless as I am, calm, thoughtful, and slightly shy Yura is like a light to a moth. You just can't help but fly straight toward it with your arms wide open. And what I treasure most are those moments when, somewhere between the jokes, the laughter, and conversations about everything and nothing, Yura suddenly starts talking about something that truly matters to him.

In those moments, something inside you grows warm, because you realize that this person trusts you

Albina

Our acquaintance was a pure luck! I was invited to play a DnD campaign by Artem as a last, third member of the party, and then I first met Diana, who was our DM. We started as mere co-players, but I'm rather proud to say I saw the very beginning of their relationship. I mean, I literally heard the first time Diana asked Artem out for coffee, as he accidentally read it too loudly ;).

Since then we've been through some adventures – both ttrpg and real-life, and I hope many are waiting for us in future. It's a big honor to be a part of your circle.

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> Albina is one of the first people I've met, when I started to invest my time in to D&D and our well known local geek comunity. We share a love for TTRPGs and played many wodnderfull one-shot games and few campaigns together. And every single time playing with her is a delight.

Albina is a wonderful, bright person with vivid imagination and excellent taste in clothes. She helped both me and Diana on multiple ocasions and cooked many yummy pastries for us. She is a good friend and I am so happy she will be sharing this wonderfull day with us :)

Rowan

Soon after I arrived in Czechia, I was looking for the cheapest possible room to rent. Diana was a friend of a friend and was looking for a flatmate. The room turned out not just cheap, but a safe and friendly place to live in. Since I moved in, we've had a ton of drinks, conversations, tabletop games and fun, and now that I've moved out, we're still good friends. When Diana met Artem, I gave her a tarot reading on their new relationship, and the cards said it was going to be serious!:)

To me, Diana and Artem are both amazing flatmates, dungeon masters and friends. Seeing you both happy together is delightful!

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> I always say the same thing about Rowan: “He’s the best roommate anyone could wish for. There’s only one downside: he slams doors.”

God, I wish everyone had people like that in their lives, when a slamming door is the biggest thing you could possibly hold against them. This person introduced me to trans identity and activism. He showed me through his own experience how difficult it can be, and how accepting a person can be.

When I’m around him (and Thomas), I feel completely free. As if I was a child again, able to fool around and be silly without worrying about how people will perceive you.

Ivan

In a rapidly changing world, it can be hard for a person to stay true to themselves — and even harder to understand what that "self" actually is. Over the years of emigration — a journey that began at the same starting point for both Diana and me, I’ve lost myself more than once, though fortunately, I’ve always managed to find myself again.

The truth is, throughout that search, Diana has been if not a lifeline but at least a beacon, making it much easier for me to find my way. We are united by our roots in Norilsk and a shared love for Noize’s music and existential conversations, even though I often notice ideological differences between us. One of my quests for self-discovery led me to a kitchen where a celebratory cake for Artem was being prepared; I ended up attending his birthday party, too. It was an unusual way to meet, but I’m very glad it happened. Artem has also helped me in my search; I finally took up something I’d been putting off for years, and he joined me in it as we started to attend boxing classes. I see great potential in him and hope to learn a lot from him.

As for me, in this story, I’m simply a reliable friend who keeps his word ( ^_^ ). And, true to tradition, I couldn't miss the wedding.

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> The first person I met in the Czech Republic was Vanya. It was a loud voice from the darkness of the corridor: “Who is from Norilsk?” Seeing the laughing face, I thought: “I see, some windy handsome guy,” and internally rolled my eyes. And I turned out to be damn wrong.

The “windy” man walked the path with me through thirteen years. From disheveled freshmen to tired adults criticizing capitalism. Visa statuses, residential addresses, romantic partners, and institutions changed. And we changed, going through obstacles, new successful and unsuccessful experiences. COVID, war, layoffs, breakups. Even among ourselves we used to quarrel. But we had enough patience and wisdom (probably even more on Vanya’s side) to carry our friendship until this very day, 13 years after our first meeting in the dark hallway of the hostel.

I hope this will finally become a bright stripe for both of us. So we could walk along it shoulder to shoulder.

Batman

What connects me to Diana? Well, a long time ago, a girl I didn't know simply asked if she could crash at my place, and I said yes. I usually struggle to stay in touch with people, even those I like, so I really appreciate it when others take the initiative to keep in contact and come visit. That's exactly what Diana does, without any emotional games. I also really value the fact that we share the same (very specific) sense of humor. I also want to give a shout-out to Artyom, we really hit it off too. And I promise not to kiss his wife again.

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> What does Prague mean to you? For me, it means Lena’s balconies, joints, and the endless paths of the psychiatric hospital near her place. Lena has seen me in every state and with all kinds of people—through periods of utter chaos and incredible highs, through bouts of derealization and anxiety, and through moments of joy and infatuation.

There are people who are like islands. You can only reach them by making a journey by bus, ferry, or plane. But once you arrive, you are guaranteed to find serenity, delicious coffee, and heaps of accumulated, cringey humor. All so that you rested and recharged can go right back to rushing through your endless to-do list.

Lena is that island. And I am a hedgehog in her serene forest.

Sasha

A long time ago, when covid lockdown measures started getting more relaxed (remember the times when covid was the biggest issue?), I joined some small random-ass Telegram group called Boardgames Brno. It was mostly dead, but a message appeared one day, asking if there's anyone to fill in a couple spots in the game of Nemesis. Having spent like half a year without a meaningful human contact, I accepted without hesitation. And the host of that session was Albert Einstein Diana. I was actually the first to arrive, and awkwardly quoted Schulmann or something like that. Little did I know that that little board game session will be a start of the greatest friend groups ever.

We founded the Great Transsiberian Railway, where I experienced all sorts of stuff - board games, hikes, castle trips, guitar singing parties. And on this very special occasion, I want to say that this girl right here, who is about to get married, is the one who launched the chain of events that led to me getting married.

P.S. I would never quote Schulmann anymore, in fact I would toss her in a KFC fryer or something, but I would never ever do such a thing to Diana, not even in a D&D session.

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> Sasha appeared in my life unexpectedly in 2022, like most of the people who came to the wedding. A skinny little guy with intelligent eyes. At the time, he looked completely lost, but in need of connection and support. Just like I was.

We went through the rise, the development, and the fall of the Trans-Siberian Railway together. It was a wonderful, though slightly sad, time. And it was on that very railway that we both met Batman. His now-wife and my maid of honor.

We managed to learn and take in a lot during that time. Until the lines of our railway tracks split and went in different directions. And now I’m standing and waiting at a station that will soon become ours again. Brno.

Maxim

I met Diana a long time ago. She was different and I was another person too (I want to think like that) — it was another life ago. It was a burger party; the fire wasn't working out, so we used a baking sheet and some starter fuel. Yeeeeeea, it got burned as fuck. So our friendship started there. But after some time, we stopped communicating. I don't remember why, but that's not important. What's important is that we started again. And that was a DnD game that really brought us together with Diana. And now Artem enters the scene.

Diana
| A certain Artem Denisov wrote me
| Do you know who it is?

Me
| Yeah, I taught him Magic: The Gathering on Friday
| Seems like not an asshole

Diana
| Great description

And that was my work as a love angel, who brought people together

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> It's true that I met Max at one of the MTG sessions for beginners. We were also fellow players in my very first D&D campaign. But what can I say about him as a person? When I see him around, he reminds me of a cat that just woke up from a long, sun-baked nap :) Max is a reliable man of many talents. Honestly, sometimes it feels like if something can be done by human hands, Max has got it covered. He is a very creative person, and I adore his sense of humor.

There are many names in both Russian and English that are used to describe a person who will be by your side at the wedding ceremony: groom's friend, witness, шафер, best man... When the time came for me to decide who would be the one to stay by my side on this magical day, only one image popped into my head. Maybe it's because he is truly "the best man."

Yuya

Through some simple mathematical calculations and some rather complicated digging through the archives, I found out that I first met Diana on April 15, 2022 at Horny Hrad. At the time, we had only just met and hadn’t really found any common ground. I think we were completely different people back then. And between cleaning the castle and the never-ending gatherings around the campfire, there wasn’t really much opportunity to get to know each other properly. Before I even had time to blink, our friendship grew stronger, and now here we are, living together, having fun together, gossiping a lot, and even planning a baby — soon to be tío Arturito! 🦔 Now that’s an upgrade, huh?:D

Today, Yozh and Alpaca are two very important creatures in my life, and I’m incredibly grateful to fate for bringing us together. I love these two and can’t wait for our next adventures through this fleeting world 🖤🩶🤍💛💚🩵💙💜🩷❤️🧡🤎

Long live Zoo Čápkova!

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> “You met me at a very strange time in my life.”

Yulia remembers our meeting at Horní Hrad. But I met Yulia in 2024, when, out of despair and disappointment, I had burned more than a few bridges and was starting, once again, to rebuild everything from scratch. Her voice broke through the interference and radio static of that previous life of mine. And it was beautiful. I told her exactly that back then: “Wow, you have such a lovely voice.”

That voice kept me company in online games for a while. Until we started playing Minecraft. We were doing things, digging around, figuring out a new and complicated modpack. And then, completely by accident, I called Yulia “Yuya.” A silly, childish way of mispronouncing her name. But it wasn’t really an accident. Just like Artem turning into A-a-a-tyo-yo-om wasn’t an accident either. And I think that, in that moment, something happened that adults often have nothing left to do but dream about. I found my best friend.
For the first time, I didn’t have to keep pulling her into meeting up, navigating between “I’m busy” and “I’m tired.” I didn’t have to worry about saying too much or catching her in the wrong mood. And for the first time in many years, I completely relaxed around her. The way I used to be able to relax only with my best friend from childhood.

«Спасибо, что с тобой я могу побыть настоящей.
Спасибо, что с тобой я могу быть человеком»

Vika

Diana and I met way back in 2013. At our first meeting in the dorm kitchen, I had no idea this person would end up meaning so much more to me than just "someone from the same language courses." In the end, we didn't just go to Noize MC concerts together, play board games, rage at swamp parties, and go on walks and hikes — we even lived together for a while. A wombat and a hedgehog, literally under one roof, in an attic apartment 😅

Workouts in 5 square meters and the wine that got permanently banned — there are more than enough memories. Some friends you don't talk to every day, you see maybe a couple of times a year, but the warm, cozy bond of memories between you stays forever. Especially considering that Diana trusted me to give her a tattoo of her totem animal under her skin, back when I was just starting out on that path!

I've only met Artem a couple of times so far, but knowing Diana and watching from the outside, I know for sure that she's happy next to this curly-haired handsome man

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> Vika — a person I've known, I'm not afraid to say, for half my life. We weren't the closest of friends, but good friends, for sure. Bad friends, I think, don't sleep in the same bed for a whole year :D From our life together, I clearly remember a cat breaking into our place and jumping across our legs at night (Vika didn't even wake up), and the time I turned on a mixer at five in the morning, which Vika was very unhappy about. I probably wasn't the best roommate in the world. At least not after that incident. But I can only look back on that time with warmth.

And while some people live in my heart, a piece of Vika's life circulates in my blood and sits under my skin as a recognizable image. A small hedgehog tattoo has been with me for 3 years now. I waited 10 years to be sure I really wanted a tattoo, and, as it happens, the great random-event generator threw one my way: Vika started drawing not just on signs for businesses, but on people too.

I'm glad that to this day we still run into each other and chat the way old friends do: with nostalgia and warmth.

Jekwwer

I met Diana in 2021, and she was my very first...

...D&D master.

A mutual friend dragged me to that first session, and that table is where my memory of her really begins. (We'd technically crossed paths a week earlier at some English-practice meetup, but we barely talked, so D&D is the real start.)

Back then I was painfully shy, honestly a bit scared of her, just sitting quietly across the table (these days I'm either too dead inside or too burned out to manage shy, so that problem solved itself). But over time, and over everything we lived through on the Транссибирская магистраль, I understood who Diana really is: grounded, the kind of person who thinks in clear logic, and deeply caring. I slowly started to love our time together and, to my own surprise, felt genuinely welcome at her table. That whole era was the highlight of my social life in Brno, and nothing since has come close. Looking back, Diana has been a better friend to me than I probably deserve.

Artem I met on a sunny spring day in early 2025. I remember it like yesterday: not too cold, not too warm, me in a hoodie, all of us at a coffee place near Česká in Brno. I knew right away he was one of the good ones. He's obviously sane, because no sane person finishes VUT FIT, and he's obviously good, because good people use Linux.

By now the four of us, Diana, Artem, Yuya, and me, are the core of a group chat I'll probably have to rename again after the wedding. Being their friend mostly looks like video games, since I rarely play co-op with anyone else, and movies, both at home and in the cinema, since I almost never watch anything alone but I love a proper film night. And Sicily: testing Diana's Czech citizenship in some random LIDL parking lot in Palermo because I'd bought a sixpack and wanted it right then (already drunk, obviously), the "best" pizza of my entire life (it was awful), a life-endangering dose of Aperol, and then, the very next day, climbing 100+ flights of stairs.

I'd gladly have turned up in the maid costume I've had lying around for a while, but it was rejected by wedding costume inspection. Both of them are close to me, and I just want to see more smiles on their faces.

As for the wedding: it's good. If I was a girl, I'd marry Artem too.

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> Zhenya is someone who knows how to surprise you. Sometimes it's re-enrolling at VUT for the third time, sometimes it's the ease with which he agrees to adventures like "let's go, third wheel, to Sicily with us," and today he surprised me (and Artyom) with a very warm and candid letter.

For as long as the Trans-Siberian Line existed, Zhenya and I kept running into each other. Back then, Zhenya was just a sweet, skinny boy orbiting the edge of my attention. Board games, trips, Horny Hrad.

Then, like all good things, the Trans-Siberian Line ended. Parallel groups formed, along with grudges and misunderstandings, and I — not really understanding what was happening either — dropped off the radar. And Zhenya and I, like two weakly bound atoms, broke off from the shared nucleus and flew off in our own directions.

Chance brought us back together: Zhenya invited my friend (though, as it turned out later, it wasn't even his idea originally, but it doesn't matter) to play Lethal Company. In the time each of us spent drifting in search of a new nucleus, Zhenya went through a fair share of shit, and looking back at 2024, when the reunion happened, I can say he'd changed noticeably. So had I — having gotten through 2023 only because suicide isn't the answer.

And so two tired individuals found each other again, and decided that watching movies together, online games, and arguing about Mr. Robot was what warmed the soul (sometime asses). And the trip to Sicily — the body.

Anna

I’m probably the coldest person in Diana’s life — at least somewhere in her subconscious. I froze Diana indoors, and I froze her outdoors. I froze her in different cities and different parks. In forests, vineyards, among cliffs and castles... I also covered her in stage blood, painted her with all sorts of paints, dressed her in ridiculous costumes, stuck branches all over her, made her wade into cold water, and forced her into countless very strange poses.

We travelled to places of extraordinary beauty and created Memories of unreal worlds there. We told our stories and discovered other people’s stories. We shared our creativity.

I am endlessly grateful to Diana for her trust and for the magic we created together. For the light and the beauty. For the inspiration and the sense of humour. For the freedom of thought. And, separately, for her support. And I’m also very happy that Diana is happy and at peace with Artem.

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> Anya and I have a purely business relationship. Anya suggests adventures — I agree. The adventures often involve uncomfortable poses in temperatures close to zero. But those who don't brave the cold don't get mulled wine.

Oh wait, I think that's a different model. In my case, those who don't brave the cold don't get incredibly mind-blowing photos, pleasant company, and long conversations while the train carries us into yet another otherworldly world.

Naturally, when I got an offer I couldn't refuse, the first question that got settled was the photographer. I trust Anya completely on that one. She'll definitely be able to see the fairy tale in our event, which right now, behind the scenes of the planning, looks more like an evacuation plan with a single arrow looping back into a circle, labeled "A-a-a-a-a-a-a."

Quiz

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