Tag: Wordsmith

Posted on

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. 

Posted on

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.

Posted on

A and S championship- Iron Bog

Blank scrolls are hard. Do with this what you will.

In the shadowed embrace of this night of specters and enchantments, we, the honored Baron and Baroness of Iron Bog, do joyously recognize the luminous brilliance of [Recipient’s Name]. With artistry and grace that transcend the ordinary, your creation, [specific item or artwork], has enchanted our senses and captured the very essence of our eerie revelry.

Through the whispered tales woven into your work, your skills’ splendor shines like a beacon in the twilight. Your dedication to the craft and your ability to conjure beauty from the mists of time have earned you this distinction.

May your creative spirit continue to soar on the wings of inspiration.

Given this [day] at Ghosts, Ghouls and Goblins, AS 59 by their Excellencies Andre l’Epervier and Genevra d’Angouleme.

Posted on

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

Posted on

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

Posted on

Order of the Pelican- Tessa Martini D’agnostino

In the heart’s abyss where shadows dwell,
Amidst the veils of selfish yearning,
A soul ascends, its tale compelling,
In selflessness, its virtues swell.


Through realms of doubt and worldly spell,
A journey vast, its essence burning,
In light of love, its manifested yearning,


To serve, to give, its purpose well.


In Tessa’s work, where idle hands quell,
And all sing out in realms discerning,
The altruistic soul finds grace, returning,


To realms where selfishness expel.


In charitable, true greatness lies,
Beyond the self, where spirit flies,
In service to the greater good,


A journey marked by all she stood.


Thus, let us strive, like Tessa’s work,
To rise above those who tend to lurk,
And in philanthropic ways, find our truest light,
Guiding us through the darkest night.

Thus Royals Tindal and Emerson, noble hands do we,
Raise Tessa Martini D’Agonstino up with glee
To the ranks of Pelican we grant
At the Great Northeastern War XXX VI, now and forever we chant

A member of the flock, never diminished or title scant.

Based off Dante’s Divine Comedy, 14th Century Italy

Calligraphy and illumination by Nataliia Anastasiia Evgenova Sviatoslavina

Posted on

AoA for -Sylvain du Soleil

Nothing particularly historically accurate about this scroll. I was given the assignment about 1.5 weeks before the event which meant I had like 3 days to finish the words. Luckily I knew the recipient and was also able to get some last minute research on him, his write up and how I could better attack it. To add a small drop of humor, I had seen the scroll layout before it’s final stage. I had recognized the image the scribe based the scroll off of was their profile picture on social media. I had been chatting with the recipient regarding other things and convinced him to wear the garb he is wearing in the scroll. So, without further adiu, Words, Scroll and Recipient.

In the luminous tapestry of life, there exists a figure of resplendent charm and kaleidoscopic depth. His every movement, a dance of blades, a symphony of precision and elegance. It is as if poetry were etched into the very fabric of his being.
This dark creature lives amidst the intricate latticework of pawns, bishops and stones. With a mind as sharp as the edge of his rapier, he dances through nine men named Morris, he battles fox and geese alike and closes the lid, nay, shuts the box with ease.
Dark in register and timbre do his melodies shake. With each lyric spun, he conjures worlds of wonder and whimsy and illuminates the world with the brilliance of his spirit.
With all the above attributes listed, do we Tindall and Emerson, Royals of the great Eastern lands do see fit to make Sylvain du Soleil a Lord of our court and grant him arms. We announce this to our all gathered at Les Beltaines, AS LIX

Caligraphy and Illumination by Caitríona inghean Uí Shíodhachaín

Posted on

Order of the Horse- Mikael Milrakki

Another scroll which I was asked to wordsmith for. I didn’t know the recipient at all but I tried to capture a regal form of his service for this scroll. This was for the Baronial Service award

Hear the mighty decree of Baron Muin to his fine flaming salamander kin! Loyal servant to the Barony, Mikael Melrakki epitomizes the essence of service to the Barony, his commitment unwavering, his dedication unparalleled. Offering his home as a bastion of camaraderie, he fosters unity through countless practices, where ranged warriors hone their skills and bonds are forged.

His abode doubles not only as a sanctuary for armaments but also as a repository for the Barony’s treasures, housing supplies essential for events and festivities. Yet, Mikael’s service extends beyond the confines of his dwelling. As the Minister of Lists, he ensures fairness on the field, meticulously maintaining records and overseeing tournaments with impartiality and integrity. His selfless contributions uplift the entire Barony, his passion igniting a flame of inspiration in others.

Let it be known throughout Bhakail and the Known World that Mikael shall be inducted into the Order of the Horse at the Waking of the Salamander, AS 58.

Calligraphy and Illumination done by Gretchen Schroeder

Posted on

Board Gaming Alliteration

The signet of Bhakail and I have become decently close. Having 2 peers connected to Bhakail, it is a second home to me (despite it being -across- the kingdom. Anyways, Bhakail takes their board gaming seriously. So, to counter that, I felt that a scroll with alliteration was in order. Nothing period about this besides the board games themselves but I have fun writing it.

Bhakail’s board gaming virtuoso, who brings brilliance, boasts breathtaking mastery beyond bounds and battles brainy opponents, is blessed with strategy, which baffles adversaries. They employ bewitching moves that bedazzle both beginners and seasoned players. Today, done by Baron Muin at Bhakail’s Tavern, ______________ is named Bhakail’s beloved Board gaming champion, where they also serve a beacon of camaraderie that binds the Barony together creating a bond that beautifully bridges generations and backgrounds. Brimming with benevolence, the Baronial champion shares boundless board game wisdom, fostering a bustling community of budding board gamers.

Scroll Calligraphy by Gretchen Schroeder Illumination Laura Louise

Posted on

Tyger’s Cub for Genevieve of Lochleven

There is nothing period about the way I composed this piece. However, I knew I wanted to make this scroll special for this little velociraptor. I wanted it to be whimsical and also capture who this mighty cub was. I was so lucky to work with this blossoming scribe, Octavia. Enjoy

In the Barony of Smoking Rocks, amidst cobblestone streets and whispered legends, there resides the charming Genevieve. She waltzes through life’s melodies, her heart tuned to the rhythm of society’s gatherings. With a twirl and a flourish, her laughter echoing across the lands.

Yet, beneath her graceful steps, Genevieve harbored a whimsical spirit, one that found joy in the simplest of pleasures. Amidst the bustling events, she immerses herself in finding any way she can help. Her favorite activity is tending to the children’s toybox. She makes sure no youth is left empty handed. 

But Genevieve’s kindness knows no bounds. While others revel, she slips away, sleeves rolled up, to aid in the tidying of the village square and counting points. From battles to challenges, she does this with diligence and a smile. For her, happiness lay not just in the glimmer of the dance floor but also in the warmth of community and in the satisfaction of a job well done. 

With this, we Matthias and Aesa Feillinn, Crown and Consort of the realm, with the power vested in our hands, do induct Genevieve of Lochleven into her rightful place as a member of the Order of the Tyger’s cub. We do so with joy March 2 AS 58 at East Kingdom Arts and Science Championshop.