Steinarr, by
the grace of the north, king of the Skraels and all other Ealdormereans, and
Lyðr, queen of the same, to the beloved of the northlands, greeting.
For the honour
that you bring to Our Barony of Skraeling Althing, and for the skill you have
shown with the brewing of mead, do We, Monarchs of the North, confer upon you,
Eoin MacAlpen, an Award of Arms. And in order that you may possess what is
conferred on you of Our grace we have decreed that you may bear and display
your arms, per pale gules and
azure, on a beehive or two axes in saltire sable, without let or hindrance.
Given at The War of the Trillium, in our Canton of
Ardchreag, in the year of brotherhood 50, on July the fourth, in the fourth
month of Our rule.
Wording by THLaird
Colyne Stwart, based on a Grant of a Fief in Islands from Archbishop Siegfried
to the Abbot of Paderborn
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