What joy since
that day I do get
Since Leisl
Woolmonger I first met;
A tireless
worker of good fame,
Brings much
honour to her name.
Site hunter,
token-maker, and teacher
Ardchreag would
be lost without her;
Of her sacrifice
there is no dearth,
These are the
things that show her worth.
Let it be known
that We, Nigel king, and Adrielle queen, do look fondly upon our subject Leisl
Woolmonger, and in recognition of her deeds do present her with an Award of
Arms. Done this 16th day of November, in Our Canton of Ardchreag, at
the Kingdom Arts and Sciences Faire.
By THLaird Colyne
Stewart, based on Onud’s stave in Grettir’s Saga, 13th or 14th
century, transl. William Morris & Eirikr Magnusson, 1900.
"What joy since that day can I get
When shield-fire's thunder last I met;
Ah, too soon clutch the claws of ill;
For that axe-edge shall grieve me still.
In eyes of fighting man and thane,
My strength and manhood are but vain,
This is the thing that makes me grow
A joyless man; is it enow?"
When shield-fire's thunder last I met;
Ah, too soon clutch the claws of ill;
For that axe-edge shall grieve me still.
In eyes of fighting man and thane,
My strength and manhood are but vain,
This is the thing that makes me grow
A joyless man; is it enow?"
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