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Backlog- Silver Wheel for Budang Altajin

Beneath the boundless steppe’s embrace, where whispers weave and wander,
A warrior’s will, wise and warm, shines brighter than gold’s grandeur.
Budang Altajin, a beacon bold, whose spirit takes its flight,
Not for clashing, crushing blows, but for kindling others’ might.

When his own blade rested, silent, his spirit stayed unbroken,
Guiding, guarding, growing strength, with steady words unspoken.
Through winter’s wail and summer’s song, the circle’s spark was sown,
A flame that flickered, fed by faith, where fellowship had grown.

Today we toast not just the sword, swift, sharp, and sure in hand,
But the heart that holds and helps the weary make their stand.
Budang, may your deeds echo on the steppe’s wide sea,
A legacy of strength and care, in eternity’s harmony.

Done by the King of Demons as he delights with the Queen of Bengals, as they both bestow at the Tournament of Daffodils, the honor of induction into the Wheels. Done this day during AS 56. 

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Silver Mantle- Ellyn Grene

Lo, mark the hand that flies so true,
With strength and craft, it bids adieu.
The spear, the axe, the dart they cast,
Shall find their mark and hold it fast.

In battles thick, where valor shines,
The hurler’s art doth draw the lines.
No clashing swords, no mighty bow,
But deadly skill to loose their throw.

Arms, like tempest, rend the air,
With cunning born of skillful care.
Through wind and storm their fury rides,
And in its wake, no foe abides.

Ellyn Grene, who’s name we cry

King and Queen with Eagle eye

Matthew and Fiamun grant you this day

A Silver Mantle in their stay

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Silver Brooch- Aelfwine Aekworthe

Pray heed to the edict of the crown and consort that celebrates the craftsmanship of the following gentle :

Meticulous craftsmanship creates a monument to the myths and memories of yore. With a masterful hand and historical heart, Aelfwine Aekworthe recreated thorborg trousers with remarkable precision. This pair, perfectly patterned and produced, reflects his profound passion for past apparel. His work wonderfully weds authenticity with amazing artistry. From creating beautiful bows to accurate arrows and further creating his kit down to shoes, his dedication to detail ensures that every seam and every stitch speaks to the stories of those before. This gentle not only defends his art with writings and study, but with the axes he has also created.

Thus do we, Tindal and Emerson, crowns to the mighty East, demand Aelfwine’s entrance today at Sommer Draw, AS 59, into the auspicious order of the Silver Brooch.

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Silver Wheel- Úlfarr Gyldir

Úlfarr is another human who has been in my life for several years. He works hard and is an incredibly skilled story teller. When you see him in full blown Bard, it’s captivating. I’ve been lucky to also serve as a mentor to him for running events but also to see him grown in his own with service to the College of Performers as well as service to his Barony. When the scribe asked me to wordsmith this scroll, I was overjoyed. I hope he feels the same way.

Master of service and Skald we emplore,
In the heart of Settmore Swamp’s embrace,
Thy name resounds, esteemed evermore.

And never in adversity do we face

From northern climes and storied past,
Thy voice like a beacon doth shine,
Guiding the realm with tales steadfast,
And lore that through ages entwines.

In halls where the minstrels’ voices blend,
Thy contributions ring clear and bright,
College of Performers, a chatelaine and friend,
Thou art a beacon in the night.

With tireless hand and spirit bold,
Thou hast nurtured as Seneschal through Settmore’s song,
Fostering the craft with wisdom untold,
Where bards and poets together throng.

Through stewarding gatherings, great and small,
Thy service doth never wane or cease,
For Settmore and the realm’s great hall,
Thy deeds bring harmony and peace.

To each event and joyful fest,
Thou bringest both cheer and grace,
Uplifting all, thy gift expressed,
In every heartfelt, joyous space.

Thus, we honor thee with verse,
For thy service, so noble and grand,
In Settmore and the East you traverse,
Thy legacy in tale shall stand.

Ducal Challenge Of Brennan and Caoilfhionn

With the above we proclaim

A.S. 59 Given by Crowns Tindall and Emerson

With all rights, privileges and word-fame

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Silver Wheel- Ceara inghean Eoin

I always loving doing scrolls for friend’s. This was a very long time due scroll and I am glad that the scribe reached out to me to wordsmith. I have known Ceara since about a year after she and her spouse (at the time) moved to the East Kingdom from Drachenwald. We became close bardic friends. She is who I go to regarding fairy tails. She could give you 3 period versions of Cinderella if you asked her to. However, she has magic in the kitchen when she cooks so I wanted to combine both of those things. I do mix pronouns on purpose.

In the whimsical world of Ceara’s kitchen service, where spatulas dance and spoons sing, there lives a chef whose passion rivals that of any fairytale’s fervent hero. Imagine a kitchen where the aroma of fresh-baked bread mingles with the scent of adventure, where each dish tells a story as magical as any spell from a storybook. This culinary artist, with a heart as warm as a freshly brewed pot of tea, whisks up wonders and ladles out legends. With every chop of the knife and stir of the pot, they’re not just preparing meals—she is crafting enchanting experiences. The kitchen becomes a castle, the oven a dragon’s lair, and the ingredients, a treasure trove of fantastical flavors. Her love for fairytales is sprinkled into every dish, transforming humble ingredients into culinary enchantments. A sprinkle of this, a dash of that, and voilà—each made with love.

Will full bellies and full hearts, it is only right that we, Tindal and Emerson, Crown and Consort,do hereby induct Ceara inghean Eoin into the order of the Silver wheel,at Harper’s Retreat where she can continue to feed our Blue Tyger Kin in times of peace and times of war.

Calligraphy and Illumination by Robert dwe Makminne

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Silver Rapier- Desimir

Mighty King Tindall and King Consort Emerson demand all in attendance to lend their ears!

On the swan-roads and fields of glory the bladesong of Desimir is spun from wind to earthen warrior . Shield-breaker, helm-seeker, Desimir is the storm’s fury and the sea’s embrace. He is iron-borne, unwavering in prowess and conviction against all odds. With a spear-gripped stance and raven’s flight, he honors ancestors in the clash of metal and breath. In the heat of combat, he forges his saga, wielding this ancient dance of steel. With each thrust, he carves the runes of victory upon the battleground, where the echo of each who had trodden before resound. Rapier, silver gleaning, rests upon his neck today. Wars of the Great North Eastern land marked in the annals AS LIX.

Calligraphy and Illumination/Cutwork by Ciaran Ua Meic Thire

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Silver Wheel- Trian O’Brudair

By THL Solveig Bjarnardottir

Based on Pangur Ban

Traveled wanderer, Triann, devoted Servant,
‘Tis a like task we are at;
Hunting work is his delight,
Hunting work through day and night.
Better far than praise of men
Laborious is he, his time given
Triann bears none ill-will,
He, too, plies his simple skill.
‘Tis a merry thing to see
At our tasks how glad are we,
When at large we often find
Entertainment to our mind.
Oftentimes duties will go astray
In the hero, takes arms, Triann’s way;
Oft’times with joy his songs are set
Merrily competes tasks within wide net.
‘Gainst all odds he sets his eye
Full and fierce and sharp and sly;
‘Gainst the odds of difficulty spied
Completes all acts and duty tried.
When a job appears and then,
O! how glad has Triann’s been;
O! what gladness do we prove
When he solves the doubts you route.
So in peace our task we ply,
Triann, loyal servant, and cry;
In our arts we find our bliss,
We have ours, and he has his.
Practice every day has made
Triann perfect in his trade;
We achieve play day and night,
Turning darkness into light.
So ordered, Triann, servant sent,
A wheel placed around your neck
Order to join with hearts a-glow
Birka AS 58, with silver we do bestow
King and Queen demanded now
Placed from the hands of the crown

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Silver Crescent words for Cedric of the Floppy Hat

By Solveig Bjarnardottir MKA Lauren Haywood

Were he to keep a lower profile, he might
Have lived quite unknown in the East Kingdom the rest his life.
The list fields he prowled most every day,
Crossing swords with joy and never delay.
His clothes, most oft his vest and his stripes,
Though his hat alone would identify and suffice
Then, mostly alone save for only a few
To whom he had confided his whole story true.
One afternoon he turned up at the court
And offered his services at their report
To fetch and to carry—any kind of work
No task to small, no trial would shirk
And, to cut short a tale already long,
He strove to study and train and belong
To the rapier marshallate where by and by
He was a cunning fellow who kept a sharp eye
On every fencer and event support staff.
(Which is no small feat alone and by half.)
As Atlas was strong and wise as an ox,
As Apollo was swift and wily as a fox,
With all of these qualities alone, he was good
At teaching and training, as any with such skill should.
He took time to do any job he was asked.
Filling each duty, request, or each task
Helper, mentor, and friend were the names that they called him,
The very notion of abandoning those in need appalled him.
Few folk of the kingdoms were, as all would support,
Were half so beloved as he in the court.
So gentle was his manner, and seen by the crown,
That all of the East Kingdom rang with renown.
So great grew his reputation in time
Both for his helpfulness and service in prime
So for nine years he led life in this way
Through trials and struggles and joys he did stay
And did his job so well, both in peace and in war
That there was no man whom the East valued more.
So we grant Cedric of the Floppyhat, crescents of silver
To show our thanks, we now deliver
Counsels Tindal and Albrecht do bestow in Ethereal Court
This day and forever shall this honor shall be cavort.

Scoll by the incredibly talented Tiffan Fairamay

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Scroll for Alianor Salton

A woman whyt words can find her whey.
Quiet, though well versed, she has her head covered when there is work to be done.
Norse, South, East, West the books take her.
Through research, new mysteries are unveiled.
Her attention to detail brings truths to the light.
Her family, all, gathered in notes, papers, quill and ink.
All this is brought to a head till the very end and capped off with certainty to accuracy.
With fine attention to detail, I, Margarita, Sovereign to the East kingdom, do find it only true and proper, to induct Lady Alianor Salton into the Order of the Silver Brooch, this Yule, January 4, Anno Sociotatis LIV, in Ostgardr and have her join her rightful place.

Alianor Salton

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Silver Wheel for Ntisa Farstrinder

To raise an army, we do not simply start as skilled fighters as adults. The community of our army starts from when we may raise sword and shield. We go to war and nurture at every stage. Our youth do not learn skills on their own. With the guided aid of Ntisa Farstrider, our future begins their journey. Without a place to sleep or food to put in our bellies, we do not survive the war. Ntisa builds our travel home at times of war when it is most important. We survive and grow because of you. With that in mind, we Konig Wilhelm and Konigen Vienna, do invite you to join our order of the Silver Wheel at Shire Wars VIII, October 20, AS 53.