Confed's Saga
Written by Angus McClerie
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Behold and listen to these words I give you
Words which speak true of men's hearts And the swords which they yield Held in honor and glory In the day there was war, violence and death That which was held by the fair east Led by Hans von Drachenklae His enemy the dread Edmund of the Middle Alliances had been made, pacts of truth Pledges of one another's fidelity That held bonds of friendship within Pledges were made across the lands and each held a burnished spear Each held land and men These to be sacrificed in battle One group stood apart, away from others Known as the Mountain Confederation Hale men and women all Gifted with swords and skill They were desired by many, coveted by all Fierce was their warband Feared by those of greater wisdom It was to us that they came. Ansteorra, land of the sable star Their king a man of wisdom and heart He sent forth one of fair visage One of fair words and truth She brought to us the words, Words of a king Unto us she promised great treasure And with it great honor in combat Lo, but the people heard these words again And great argument did ensue Was this of honor or greed? Was the price of fair tribute And Cormac, servant leader always, called it fair And Sir Bear, the Wallsband did affirm Others cautioned against haste Claiming one of our own a kingdom win If one of ours a kingdom wins He does so by his own sword And with his kingdom stand alone Unless those of conscience join him And so it was argued yet months more So it was decided at last The Confederation would fight With the kingdom of the sable star Unto Aethelmearc we traveled On the borders of the east To a place called Pennsic In the lands Debate For five days we fought Our soldiers, protectors Within our camp others stayed To care for wounded bodies and hearts Then there was our sixth day of battle The seventh of the week Saturn's day We stood for the final conflict Our hearts ready for death All who stood I remember not A memory that is feeble Prevents me from knowing all But all fought well that day |
Brychen the Silverfist
Talun called Bastard Vermin killer of clubs Yosh who fights lame Dermott of black rock Gille of MacDhonuill Dietrich, our Baldemar Leo Ignatius stood tall Oonagh swordmaiden stood also her heart pressed sore Lord lover Kreblock Stood the fields distant shore Woe betide their arms should meet For in war their is a loser For them a love lost Never war is fair And I Angus fought also Chronicler of our deeds Write these words And know ye true they be To our front stood Thorvaldr Our captain, warleader Upon the right side of their king Upon the place of honor Thunder rolled across the valley Three cannons unfurled We ran to our enemies Bloodshed and honor With spears shining bright Swords held over shield We ran to our foes Death to them all Quick was the fight many felled on that day Ansteora's star Shone bright on the field Down cam Vlakiyra maids Our souls to carry forth To the halls of heroes and await Odin’s pleasure Our souls though bid stay For our honor at stake We must see the end Our sacrifice for naught Relent they did, gave us leave And our souls watched the tribute Death fed well that day And the god's tears fell to earth The east had won Midrealm not And the glory was hard won We watched our comrades Their souls taken Tribute they gave us plenty Food gold and honor Heaped upon our numbers Given as our bounty And one last honor they placed that stood high in our esteem a falcon of Sable to hang beside an Alce Thus Confed's saga is known you who read this page know Honors not honors hold to you shall come fame ~Angus |
