The following scroll texts and poems are older ones which I had previously kept on Facebook. But the advice ‘don’t build your sandcastle on someone else’s beach’ is good advice, and so I decided to repost them here.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
This is also a good opportunity to look at some of my older texts, and it is a fascinating look at my growth as a scroll text writer. The oldest two texts are the Swan and Torse for Ostwald and Kaye, and they show someone who is still most comfortable working in a simpler style. While there is nothing wrong with writ styles, it is definitely something that I was relying on because of familiarity and ease.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
As the texts go on, you can see that I get more comfortable both with bringing distinct period elements and a bolder style. With Dov’s scrolls I worked with explicitly biblical sources for the first time (which would carry on to writing his Laurel scroll); with Marie du Puy’s I used the Quran. And for Hugh du Puy’s I got to have fun using Anglo-Norman legal language, a good use of my time while I was in Law School.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
Vittoria dei Rossi’s Lily was the first time I ever wrote a poem for a scroll text. And Damien’s County was both the first peerage scroll of any kind and specifically the first royal peerage scroll I had the privilege to write.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
The two poems toward the end are very special. The Khan of the Falcon is the poem I wrote for then Prince Ashir, which he used for his processional for each of his three reigns. The Spear of the Summer is the praise poem that I wrote for my friend Sir Felix, and served as the processional for his induction in to the Order of Chivalry.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
The final scroll text is the newest text of any in this list, but for the oldest award. Syr Deotrich had never received his knighting scroll and had since moved to the Outlands, and as Gold Falcon I helped facilitate its creation. I wrote the text, the Queen who had given it signed it, and the then current Crown of Calontir signed it as well (Count Logan had been there to personally witness it, as he said). It was delivered in the Outlands at a Newcomer’s Event. In it you can see the evolution of the scrolls I wrote for Hildibrandr and Felix, culminating in a very Anglo-Saxon praise poem I am very proud of.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
Hildibrandr Silver Hammer<\/strong><\/p>\n\n\n\n Hark hear the hammer, heavy haft hanging, Highest of heroes, tallest of tinkers, Great feeder of ravens, blood born of battle, Gold rings was he given by Jarls for spear-din, Skalds sing of strands of shining Sif\u2019s hair, Called out by Xerxes, bright lord of battle, Marie Chantal Delaire\u2019s Herald Extraordinary Text<\/strong><\/p>\n\n\n\n Summer is the rose of the calendar, as Vatavia is the rose\nof Calontir. The blush of that rose is service, like that given by Marie\nChantal Delaire. Who can detail the good she has brought to these lands through\nher work? She provided them with wisdom and art. Konstantia Gold Falcon asks\nwhat can be more worthy? To her we owe the symbols of their armor and the\nprofession of their arms. So on this day is she made a Herald Extraordinary of\nCalontir, by all right and true forms. Done this ___ day of August, 2014,\nwithin those lands that burn that she has so served.<\/p>\n\n\n\n (Based very, very loosely on Christine de Pizan,\nspecifically the line \u2018Symbols of their armor and profession of their arms\u2019).<\/em><\/p>\n\n\n\n Damien\u2019s County<\/strong> <\/p>\n\n\n\n Flame and sword are the rewards of the foeman, swift steel\nsent by stalwart soldiers. Bright mail blinding the eyes of the evil, a\nKing rides forth to quench his blade. Came one such man, Damien MacGavin,\nhighland heart in chivalry\u2019s breast. Armies marched to the East, Calon\ncrusader brought honor\u2019s scourge to the debatable lands. But war is but\none burden of the birthright of Kings, and in justice was the King called to\ncommand. So he did in times of trouble and turmoil bring forth wisdom and\nword, tying turbulent times and the people he loved. So came a King,\nMartino the swift sword and fourth of that noble name, and a Queen, Ariel of\nwisdom and might, who stood strong before their people and proclaimed proudly\nthat all might hear:<\/p>\n\n\n\n THEREFORE We in accord with ancient custom and the sovereign\nright of the Crown affirm, award, and assign all lands, appurtenances, and\ntitles appropriate to the rank of Count to Damien MacGavin. These lands\nbeing the just reward of just kingship we do grant unto him for all time in the\nancient custom, and render unto him all rights, privileges, and rewards from\nlands in personam et uxoris. These rights shall include but be not\nlimited to: a tithe of profits from the harvest; a stipend to provide for the\nmaintenance of all bridges and public thoroughfares being within his control as\nwell as the maintenance of all navigable waters; sole right to chase and\ncapture deer in his woods; and the use of the ancient rule of capture for\npursuing lost or abandoned chattel or those profit a pendre from adjoining\nfamilial lands including but not limited to wild boar and their ilk, save that\nper marital accord waterfowl shall be spared. These rights shall be held\nfree from mortgage, laches, estoppel and escheat, allodial, for all time ad\ncoelom et ad infernus.<\/p>\n\n\n\n Thereby did the King in wisdom and the Queen in justice set\ntheir signs manual this __th day of ________, in the year of our Society 48.<\/p>\n\n\n\n Martino Ariel<\/p>\n\n\n\n King Queen<\/p>\n\n\n\n (Then Count Damien wanted a county scroll that balanced\nbragging and formal legal-ese style grant of rights. This was the first Royal\nPeerage scroll I ever wrote, and the first of any kind of peerage scroll I\nwrote).<\/em><\/p>\n\n\n\n Vittoria dei Rossi \u2013 Lily The words of life flow from the artist\u2019s quill. (Scroll text in the form of a Petrarchan Sonnet)<\/em><\/p>\n\n\n\n Marie du Puy Court Barony Scroll Text<\/strong><\/p>\n\n\n\n O Calontir! Reverence your lords and ladies, who guide\nyou in justice and in the dark times. For they are the servants of the\nrightful King, who watches over all. For they are the hands of the Queen\nof Beauty, full of knowledge and wisdom.<\/p>\n\n\n\n All creation, from the heavens raised without pillars, to\nthe sun and moon are subject to law; and each runs its course for a term\nappointed. As the sun and moon are praised for their constancy, so do we\npraise those who give the term of service for their lord in faith and\nrighteousness.<\/p>\n\n\n\n These are the words of the King, that which hath been given\nunto ye from the Falcon. Let be exalted above all she who has to orphans\nrestored their property. Let be admired above all she who has spoken of\nkindness and justice. And so we inscribe in our Book a name which dances\non the ocean waves: The rightly guided Marie du Puy, beloved of the seahorse\nand her people, known by many names and ranks.<\/p>\n\n\n\n These are the words of the Queen, that which hath been\nbrought forth from the Falcon. To her of noble names we add one more:\nBaroness. Raise her, and gild her brow in silver and pearls. Silver\nto shine like the moon for her constant service, and pearls from Our sea that\nshe so loves.<\/p>\n\n\n\n By a decree recorded, on a scroll unfolded, by the Mount and\nthe Ocean filled with swell, by Our hand royal on the 15th day of Shaban, in\nthe year 1432 Anno Hegirae.<\/p>\n\n\n\n Sultan Anton\nKhan \nIsabeau Sultana<\/p>\n\n\n\n (Text based on the Qu’ran)<\/em><\/p>\n\n\n\n Hugh du Puy Court Barony Scroll Text<\/strong> <\/p>\n\n\n\n Before all councils let this motion come. Soit baille\naux Calontir! Let it be brought before Calontir, for it comes from the\nhand of Anton le Faucon, Roi de la Terre du Coeur. Let it be brought\nbefore Calontir, for it comes from the heart of Isabeau la Belle, Reine.<\/p>\n\n\n\n To the servants of the Crown all praise is due, those who\nhold the fields, the forests, and the warm places. Greater praise is due\nto those who hold our war-taken holdings and far flung fortresses.<\/p>\n\n\n\n In the years of Our fathers the northlands cried out for a\nleader to guide them in the night. Our mothers knew that the frozen\nfields of the Boar realms needed a leader, and sought out a man to guide them\nin light.<\/p>\n\n\n\n For Justice and Wisdom, in Honor and Glory went his most\nfaithful lordship, good Hugh de Puy. In the dark of the night, he was the\ntorch of his people; he was their cloak against the bite of the cold.<\/p>\n\n\n\n Now word has come to our own great council. Archers\nand soldiers, woodsman afield, beg us to make permanent the rank he holds.<\/p>\n\n\n\n Le Roi et la Reine remercie ses bons sujets, accepte leur\nbenevolence et ainsi le vault. The King and Queen thank their good\nsubjects, accept their bounties, and will it so.<\/p>\n\n\n\n Therefore as We decree that Hugh du Puy is an asset to our\nKingdom, we raise him to the rank of Court Baron. Let his brow be gilded\nin silver and anointed with pearls, and the realm rise to his honor.<\/p>\n\n\n\n Anton \nIsabeau<\/p>\n\n\n\n Roi \nReine<\/p>\n\n\n\n (Based on Anglo-Norman legal language, with specific\nadditions requested by HE Hugh when he spoke to the Royal Scribe. <\/em><\/p>\n\n\n\n Definitions: Soit baille aux Calontir: Let it be\nsent to Calontir. Le Roi et la Reine remercie ses bons sujets, accepte leur\nbenevolenceet ainsi le vault. The King and Queen thank their good\nsubjects, accept their bounties, and will it so. Both phrases are Anglo-Norman\nlegal phrases still used in the House of commons today)<\/em><\/p>\n\n\n\n Sir Wulfric Court Barony Text<\/strong><\/p>\n\n\n\n Feel the ground shake and hear the words of the Falcon Qan,\nAshir, carried forth from the north to the south; they speak in the flames that\nlick the Lands that Burn.<\/p>\n\n\n\n Hear the forests echo and see the willows bow, for the wise\nQatan, Maerwynn, sends forth her speakings true; they are the smoke that writes\nupon the sky.<\/p>\n\n\n\n Throughout Our lands have We exalted warriors, for their\nglory on the field. Let Us not delay Our hands in praising Stewards, for\nthe wars of men at home are fiercer still.<\/p>\n\n\n\n One such steward We call forth today. In past praised\nfor his strength of arms, we call him now to praise the patience of his\nheart. Wulfric Tyrell, faithful knight and servant, present you to\nthe Crown.<\/p>\n\n\n\n Long years ago did our ancestors grant you the Lands that\nBurn to hold and guide. Long years have you dealt with this fierce\nfolk. Our forefathers knew it hard to earn their deep respect, these\nfiery folk the Falcon\u2019s oldest brood.<\/p>\n\n\n\n But through all struggles have you remained their fierce\nprotector, the wolf guarding their doors in the cold of night. When they\nhad need, yours was theirs to have; when they had bounty, you asked nothing in\nreturn. As you have done them justice in sacrifice, so itis just we\nreward you with honor.<\/p>\n\n\n\n So we call out to the Sky and Earth this day! By Our\ncommand let silver grace your brow. By Our will let honor follow you like\na faithful hound! By Our deed we make you a Baron of our Court. We\ndo this here, in the lands you\u2019ve guarded well, on the 28th day of the Month of\nthe ________. Let all the ages know your name and deeds, for We have\nwilled it by Our mighty hands.<\/p>\n\n\n\n Ashir Maerwynn<\/p>\n\n\n\n Qan\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0 Qatan<\/p>\n\n\n\n Dov Huscarl Text<\/strong><\/p>\n\n\n\n (Scroll text based on 1 Chronicles 12:8, and Proverbs 16)<\/p>\n\n\n\n Read the words of the Book of the Falcon, wherein it says: In\nthose days ruled a just King whose throne was established by righteousness,\nwhom men named Hirsch; and his rose was Magdalena, wise Queen.<\/p>\n\n\n\n Unto their armies Hirsch proclaimed \u201cOh men of valor, there is\none among you whose face is like the face of a lion.\u201d Unto their men did\nMagdalena proclaim: \u201cOh men trained for war, there is one among you as swift as\nthe roe upon the mountains.\u201d And unto their soldiers did they name this\nman David ben Benjamin.<\/p>\n\n\n\n They brought forth that man, and spoke the Queen \u201cGird thy axe\nin glory, O son of Benjamin; for you have shed the blood of war with our\ncaptains and horsemen in our name.\u201d The King brought forth the medallion\nof the Iren Hirth and spoke \u201cAnd in Our name do we make you now Our man. \nLet the trumpets proclaim your rank through all the land, as your deeds have\nproclaimed your worth.\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n And it is said that it was done on the 27th of Tishrei, in\nthe year 5773, by the hands of<\/p>\n\n\n\n Hirsch \n \n \n Magdalena<\/p>\n\n\n\n Melech \u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0 Malchah<\/p>\n\n\n\n Dov Silver Hammer Text<\/strong><\/p>\n\n\n\n Behold our beloved, the servant of\nour Kingdom. His mind is like the bells on the hills, that echo cross the\nlands with their clarity.<\/p>\n\n\n\n We charge you, O ye Daughters of Calontir, by the roes, and by\nthe hinds of the field, to gaze upon his works with fondness; for they are\nbeloved as the apple tree among the trees of wood.<\/p>\n\n\n\n We charge you, O ye Sons of the swift Falcon, heed his\nteachings, wise as the masters\u2019, for they are as Lebanon, excellent as the\ncedars.<\/p>\n\n\n\n Go ye forth, O children of the Golden Cross, and proclaim his\nname by the rivers and streams; for he is as a Hammer of Silver, his use\nmatched only by his worth.<\/p>\n\n\n\n Go ye forth, O our most blessed kin, and spread words through\nthe land like the whispers in the plains. That on the 13th of Kislev,\n5771, we did make it so.<\/p>\n\n\n\n Ashir \nMaerwynn<\/p>\n\n\n\n Melech \n Malchah<\/p>\n\n\n\n (Based on the Song of Songs. I don’t have the full final\nversion, but this scroll illustrated why you have multiple people check texts:\nI forgot to actually put Dov’s name on the original draft! Because sometimes,\nall artists are morons and miss things. The scroll ended up being\ntransliterated into Hebrew and read in Hebrew by Ailith).<\/em><\/p>\n\n\n\n Ostwald and Kaye Fyrd Text<\/strong><\/p>\n\n\n\n Oswald, by right and strength King and Sovereign, and Kaye by\ngrace Queen, to Our governors, barons, members of the council of our empire, and\nto all the subjects of our lands, greetings.<\/p>\n\n\n\n Blessed are they who, in honor of Our name, take up arms. \nThrough their labors, expenditures, and indescribable perils, they have augmented\nand preserved the safety of Our realm. \nThrough their valor, they have persecuted Our enemies, and banished them from\nOur lands.<\/p>\n\n\n\n One such warrior is _______, mighty of sword and in true heart faithful. \nHaving learned of their valor We, by sword and grace, elevate them to the rank\nof Fyrdman.<\/p>\n\n\n\n As a witness to this, and for all these things to be firm and\nforever established, We have put our seal on this document and have signed by Our\nhands on the ___ of _____ Anno Societatis.<\/p>\n\n\n\n Oswald Kaye<\/p>\n\n\n\n King\u00a0 \u00a0 \u00a0 \u00a0 \u00a0 \u00a0 \u00a0Queen<\/p>\n\n\n\n Ostwald and Kaye Torse Text<\/strong><\/p>\n\n\n\n Arise, o Calontir, and hear the glorious voice of your\nsovereigns. Listen to our words command Oswald and Kaye, King and Queen, for\nthere is one among our number committed to the care, the administration, and the\njust rule of our realm.<\/p>\n\n\n\n Rise, NAME, for you have fulfilled the duties entrusted to you\nby your Crown. You have given heed to the words of the wise, and consecrated these lands with your sacrifice.<\/p>\n\n\n\n With the advice of our venerable counselors, with mature\ndeliberation on each point, and by the authority of the realm We hold in sacred\ntrust, We approve and create you as a member of the Order of The Torse. \nLet these words be carried without any further citation our delay,<\/p>\n\n\n\n By our hands this ___ of __________, Anno Societatis XLVI,<\/p>\n\n\n\n Oswald \n Kaye<\/p>\n\n\n\n King \u00a0 \u00a0 \u00a0 \u00a0 \u00a0 \u00a0 \u00a0 \u00a0 \u00a0 \u00a0 \u00a0 \u00a0 \u00a0 \u00a0 \u00a0 \u00a0 \u00a0 \u00a0 \u00a0Queen<\/p>\n\n\n\n Ostwald and Kaye Torse Text<\/strong><\/p>\n\n\n\n In order to reward art in the ancient Kingdom of the Calontiri\nand amongst the Baronies, Shires, and Cantons, Our ancestors set forth an award\ncalled the Golden Calon Swan. Bearers are entitled to the rights\nand privileges of Arms, to be shown in peace in their lands.<\/p>\n\n\n\n One such artisan of merit is ________, whose works have been\nshown inOur abbeys, monasteries, and Imperial\nestates. We therefore elevate their name to Our order.<\/p>\n\n\n\n As a witness to this, and for all these things to be firm and\nforever established, we have put our seal on this document and have signed by Our\nhand.<\/p>\n\n\n\n Given in our holding of _________ on the ____ day of ____, Anno\nSocietatis ___.<\/p>\n\n\n\n Oswald Kaye<\/p>\n\n\n\n King \n Queen<\/p>\n\n\n\n (I believe this is the first scroll text I ever wrote; and if it isn\u2019t, then the Torse I wrote for Ostwald and Kaye was. I didn\u2019t include the research with the texts at this point, although I believe this was based on the Peace of Augsburg \u2013 loosely).<\/em><\/p>\n\n\n\n Agamemnon and Gwen Fyrd Text<\/strong><\/p>\n\n\n\n Sing, O Muse, of the strength of Calontir! It has laid low\nthe enemies of the Falcon, and has brought ruin to the foes of the\nheartland. In the name of its King, Agamemnon, it has sent souls hurrying\nto Hades. In the name of its Queen, Gwen, it has brought peace to the\ngreen lands.<\/p>\n\n\n\n Such strength lies in the breast of ____________, whose spear shines like the sun in the summer. Let them be named\namong the lion-hearted, the spear-famed Fyrdman of Calontir. Like\nAchilles they stand before the walls of the foe, the wine-colored sea breaking\nbehind.<\/p>\n\n\n\n So say we, by word and acclaim, in the agora of our\n_________________, in the sight of the people and the heavens this __ day of\n______, Anno Societatis XLIX.<\/p>\n\n\n\n Agamemnon\u00a0\u00a0 \u00a0\u00a0\u00a0Gwen<\/p>\n\n\n\n Khan of the Falcon<\/strong><\/p>\n\n\n\n Hear now the hoofbeats that roll down the mountains, Mother earth shakes like a babe in a blanket, The\u00a0khan\u00a0from the Mountain, Ashir\u00a0of\u00a0the\u00a0Falcon, With battle before them their hearts sing aloud. And so thunders forth the horde\u00a0of\u00a0the\u00a0Falcon, (This poem was written for the first reign of Bataciqan-nu ko\u2019un Ashir, and was read as his processional for each of his three reigns)<\/em><\/p>\n\n\n\n Spear of the Summer<\/strong><\/p>\n\n\n\n Thus Felix spoke, Born in to battle, I was with Bela, The blood\u00a0of\u00a0the stag, I bore in to battle, Brought forth once more, Bela born to battle, Now called to knighthood, (This poem was written for Sir Felix Sniumi, and was the processional for his knighting. It draws primarily on Anglo-Saxon praise poems in terms of language and word use.)<\/em><\/p>\n\n\n\n Sir Deotrich Knighting Scroll<\/strong><\/p>\n\n\n\n In Heartland held, in halls of the highest, Kneels one before koning and cwen Heard in high halls of the Heartland his honor, Strongest of spearmen, fiercest of Fyrd, Son of the Heart, Child of the Stag, Now do your waist we girdle in argent, Done by Our hand, in the names of Our forebears, The following scroll texts and poems are older ones which I had previously kept on Facebook. But the advice ‘don’t build your sandcastle on someone else’s beach’ is good advice, and so I decided to repost them here. 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Iron-forged head hewing heat into shape.
High flamed forge bellowing brightly,
Testing the mettle of men and of steel.
<\/p>\n\n\n\n
Hildibrandr\u2019s heart holds honor most dear.
Hear now a word-hoard of he who wrestles
Snake\u2019s lair to beauty, wood-bane to worth.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
Huscarl\u2019s axe held high in the Heartland.
Not fearful of foemen nor failing nor fire,
His might made with metal whose worth he well knows.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
Blood bought baubles for battle\u2019s reward.
But what should be given for the work of forges,
Ring-breakers ask for their honor demands.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
That he has set upon the circlets of Kings and their Queens.
So a Hammer of Silver, fine as the elf-work,
Is brought forth and laid at his forge-side this day.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
Echoes BelAnna, bringer of beauty.
This day it is done, the 19th of September,
Sealed in summer, set forth in stone.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
\n<\/strong> <\/p>\n\n\n\n
The truth divine revealed in scribal word.
Through all the royal courts have nobles heard,
Satisfaction brought to highest honor\u2019s bill.
Peers made by royal voice in banquets still,
Awarded\u00a0scrolls\u00a0well made, no smallest letter blurred.
Such deft work calls for honors not deferred,
For one whose brilliant script the soul has thrilled.
To Our subject whose words so neatly knit,
Praise is due and harsh words are forbade.
So now the Calon Crown sends forth its writ,
That Vittoria dei Rossi is a Lilly made.
Let all the realm her new rank now transmit;
The glory of her work shall never fade.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
Crossing the flatlands like thunder on high.
They herald the coming\u00a0of\u00a0the\u00a0Khan\u00a0from the steppes;
They announce to his foemen that their doom is nigh.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
Trembles from force\u00a0of\u00a0the army that rides.
The cloud\u00a0of\u00a0war like a shroud follows closely.
Grim shadow\u00a0of\u00a0death walks closely beside.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
Beckons to all that follow close by.
“Before us is conquest, our birthright and lifeblood,
Ranging in steel until once more we die.”<\/p>\n\n\n\n
Their swords hunger for blood, their bows long for war.
Foemen may number like stars in the sky,
But even the stars to the\u00a0Khan\u00a0bow before.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
Bound to the\u00a0Khan\u00a0under all-seeing sky.
The dust\u00a0of\u00a0their charge a flag\u00a0of\u00a0their honor,
Ranging in steel until once more they die.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
Long locked longstrider,
Glaive bearing guardsman.
His word-hoard he offered, to right royal rulers,
Who summoned him swiftly to the service\u00a0of\u00a0sword.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
Bright blade bared, brought forth for slaying.
Given a ring, from ring giver’s finger,
In the deserts\u00a0of\u00a0Aten, whom we put to the sword.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
My might with Mordygan, sun-kin sundered with sword.
On the backs\u00a0of\u00a0the broken, brought up in glory,
Word-fame won, a warrior’s right.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
In his hall held I, as iron hearted theign.
Great warriors girding the glaive, grim for war,
First\u00a0of\u00a0the spears, first\u00a0of\u00a0the battle,
Foemen take flight like the falling\u00a0of\u00a0rain.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
Kneeling in northlands.
Honor above all offered in halls.
Graciously comes the Spear\u00a0of\u00a0the Summer,
Summoned swiftly to the service\u00a0of\u00a0sword.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
Great men are called to ring-breaker\u2019s seat
Scop-songs are sung of their virtue and honor,
Their brows and arms gold-gilded with rings.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
Greatest of honor, of service, of sword.
Still greater servant, with no want of patience,
Quiet and strong, he stalks like a leopard.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
Strong as the hammer, the anvil, the forge.
Bright as the copper he bends near to breaking,
Bowing to none but his oath-sworn leige lord.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
Held as a Huscarl to Heartlord\u2019s high call.
Now as a knight he kneels, ennobled,
The leopard is gilded, his oath is offered.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
Our Deotrich Hiltipard, born to the blade.
For years have you served, and waited with patience;
Ring-giver proclaims your wait shall be stayed.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
Now at your heels and your side we set gold.
Bear now the spurs, bring forth the sword,
And ride as a knight in the lands of your King.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
Logan and Ylva bear witness to time.
To prove doings done during her reign,
Does Ilya sign before law.<\/p>\n\n\n
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