Clyde's Travel Log - The Absence of Communiques from the Front…

From Easaraigh, Late A.S. LIV.

To my dear comrade, HL Figimund of Faraway, Counsel to the Meridian envoy, Eoin, a squire of the household of the Earl Benen Mactire, greetings and a ready will to do his pleasure.

My lord, many apologies to you for my lack of correspondence in the most recent period. The summer months have been dreadfully busy here and the fall has shown us no respite. It took the winter months and the blowing of the northern winds to calm our chaotic spirits to the point that allowed for such rewarding activities as letter writing.

My last missive, I believe, was in the spring after the Iris Faire event held at the nearby Barony of Glaedenfeld. Much has happened since then, as you can imagine. To that end, I will attempt to summarize for you the events of the latter half of the year so as to make you current with the state of affairs here.

I spent the remainder of spring in the Shire. The shire had a good spring with our breeding stock providing us with an abundant swell in the numbers of our herds. The plantings proceeded well into the early summer and there was much hope for a fruitful harvest later in the year.

At spring coronation, my lady wife, Ellen, was announced to Order of the Pelican. A high and well-earned honor awarded at the start of the new reign of Sebastianos and Morgan. She was put on vigil and elevated at the Royal University of Meridies later in the summer. Many came out to share wisdom with her and the whole Shire pitched in to support her through the deed. It was a grand affair. You would have enjoyed it. I am so proud of her recognition. She wears it well.

I did not attend Crown List this Spring, but Ellen did. The list was won by Boru with Mistress Fianna as his consort. Ellen and I offered our service as entourage and were accepted. We have provided service when able and have found these heirs to be very good gentles worthy of our attention.

In the high summer, the call to attend was received by messenger for all good Meridians at the Black Axe event in the month of June. Ellen and I went on behalf of the Shire, feeling the gravitas of the summons. Add to that the extreme heat that settled this summer, it almost felt as if some deity of old was dispensing punishment to the lands. The meeting itself, was a minor spectacle, as I understand things. Many important personages from far off lands as well as officials from Rome herself were in attendance. I sat and listened to the proclamations and commentary with interest. The messages varied from person to person but I was able to pull a common thread from the woven tale. Our people have not been effectively communicating. People are talking but not listening. Assumptions are being made without firm footing. The populace (in general) is upset. The officials present recommended a course of action to solve the crisis and the meeting adjourned. In our return to the Shire, we haven't heard any rumblings since. I hope that people are finding a better way forward. If not, I suspect that we may find more visitors from Rome in our midst. On a good note, there was a charity tournament there that raise a considerable amount and was well attended.

The shire held its annual gathering (Warden's Challenge) late in the summer (August). It was well attended. We had archers from all over the region there as well as many scholars holding classes for those who came. Our new princess, Fianna, came and held court. We built upon our previous successes and represented well. Easaraigh is a good shire with many fine people.

As harvest approached, it appears that the summer heat had taken its toll on  the crops and livestock as well. Our yields were not as we hoped. After paying our tithes to the Kingdom, I believe the shire will be OK for the winter but we will have to be miserly and wise with our stores. 

As fall arrived, the heat did not diminish and may have even intensified. The fall tourney season was upon us, so no man-at-arms, squire or knight worth their salt would falter or fail to stand tall in the face of the sweltering air. I tell you that there were times when I had spent all I had in the hot trials of combat that followed, but I continued to push every last ounce of effort I could will to the fore. If I were a Greek, I would think that someone had slighted Dionysus herself and that deity's wrath was upon us. Regardless, I did attend many fine tournaments and found enjoinment in spite of the conditions.

Almost all of the Shires Fyrd attended Tourney of the Foxes at the start of the season. We even managed to field a team with in the Shires name along with the Shires of Crimson River and Nantyderwyddon. You would be proud to see the northern part of Meridies field so many stalwart fighters. It was a good day of combat. All the Shires fighters did very well.

Following Foxes, the Meridian Grand Tournament called all to the field under the challenge banners of honor and chivalry. I must tell you good friend, this was the largest tournament I had ever participated in. There were over 6 score combatants in the list. All were of the utmost caliber and of good standing. In the end, the skillful Jarl Ailgheanan won out as Grand Champion as daylight made way for dusk and torches were lit. This day was long and hard fought. I had not known exhaustion like this since my days on crusade with the king in the east. It was a good day.

I attended Bacon Bash not long thereafter. An excellent event hosted by our neighbors in Crimson River. A regional affair, I saw many well-known friends. The feast here is renowned for its excellence, and this years was no different. I had an average performance in the tournament there with no real answer (in my mind) as how to improve.
  
The elevation of Boru and Fianna occurred in the north on the Baronial lands of Glaedenfeld. It was an excellent affair that was well attended and finally, in the auspices of a semblance of fall weather. The cooler temperatures made it so much more enjoyable. There was a small tournament held that I was able to participate in. But my real memories of the event are of the changes initiated there to my fighting perspective. I confess, that I have been struggling in my effectiveness. In poor reflection of the good and sound counsel and tutelage of the Earl Benen, I had not been much of a challenge on the field for many opponent. My tournament prowess has been sub-par. I spent some time after the tournament with Duke Thorstenn and Duke Caillin in pickup fights late that afternoon as well as in converse with Sir Hrothgar. The effect of these encounters in combination with the advice of my esteemed peer, while subtle, has spurred me into a change in my approach to combat.

Wine Brawl came with these new 'ideas' sprouting in my mind. I did not fare extremely well in this tournament either, but my academic mind was starting to perceive some things differently. Additional counsel from knights present at the event (Eric, Earl Mordan, Conal, Hrothgar, Malachi, and others) was received along with some sound advice from His Majesty Boru. All of these things started to come together in a synergistic change of how I thought about fighting. Like many things in my nature, none of this was occuring suddenly or with speed, but as I look back on these moments I can see and recall specific things that have contributed to an 'awakening' of sorts.

These things culminated in a local practice in Easaraigh. Earl Benen was present and providing much of the same advice and support he has been. This time around though, I think that some part of me finally heard what was being said. I must say that the effect, was startling for me and I might add for others as well. At this practice, a change was started in my fighting style and approach that has been very rewarding.

I provided my service to the Kingdom at the fall Crown List that followed soon after. It was an excellent and well fought list. I enjoyed the spectacle immensely. Earl Timothy came out as victor with Countess Ysmay as consort. These Meridians are champions of honor, chivalry and grace. They will do good deeds in the months ahead.

I traveled south to Castle Wars after Crown List, as entourage to HRM Boru. I did not get to stay on the field as much as I would have liked due to a commitment to help run an IKCAC range there, but I did manage to join some melee late in the afternoon before the rains came. While I stayed busy, I had a good time and fun with my comrades on the field.

I continued to work on my new tournament mindset and finally got a chance to put into practice at the Barony of Glaedenfeld event, Mercato Invernale, held in December. My new found aggressiveness in tournament was evident and noticeable (even shocking) to everyone. Much remains to be worked on, but I have definitely found something worth pursuing and possibly an avenue to success in future tournament appearances.

In January, after a very wet start to winter here, I again presented these new concepts to tournament at Menhir sponsored by the Shire of Rising Stone to our west. I found myself fighting at least 30 bouts that day in the list. I did not keep track of wins or loses, as is my nature. But, I recall several moments of clarity where things just worked. I also recall laughing in my helmet all day long. I haven't had such a good time on the tourney field in recent memory. Early Benen formally brought a new squire (Ronan of Axebridge) and man-at-arms (Aerinndis Grikkfara) into his house there. It's good to have a fighting family to share with again. The last big surprise of the day was when the Bears of the Order of the Legion Ursi, had me called up by HRM Boru and Fianna to be inducted into the Legion. I did not and still don't have the words to share for this honor bestowed upon me. Its an accolade that I never thought I would receive to be honest. Yet, it happened. When I expressed my doubts to my new brothers and sisters of the order, the response has been an unanimous, 'You did this!'. I am still shocked by this happenstance.

In February, I made the trip south to my first Knight's Gambit event hosted by the Shire of Thorngill at Dalwhinnie Fields. Overcoming a poor start in the tournament there, I did have a good day fighting with several good bits of advice from more knight's that I can name to travel home with. I am still struggling a bit with the mental preparedness, but it's coming along. Trying to get all of these new concepts to become second nature has not been easy, but they are starting to fall in line more and more as I adopt the concepts and apply them. Again, the shock of surprise made contact with my person in court there. As I was preparing for some passes with Sir Kail, I was called to a attend HRM Boru. Not only had the Legio Ursi taken notice of me but also the Order of the Bough. Dismayed. I don't know how much good fortune a person is allowed in a given year, but I fear that I may have spent my allotment. Being struck wordless twice in as many months has me at a loss. But, it’s a good 'loss' and I shall recover and find my words again.

So, my dear Figimund, I believe this brings you current on events of import in Meridies, the Shire of Easaraigh, and of me. Now it seems, I need to get on to some baking as both of the orders I have been inducted into require pie (Ursi) and cookies (Bough) as an offering of admittance to the newly inducted. I will let you know how it turns out. 

Good health and fortune upon you, dear friend!



Well met friends. Safe journey to thee!

THL Eoin Mac Cana called 'Clyde', CBM, MLU, CACM, CKP2, CAS
Warden of the Northern Plateau
Squire to Earl Benen Mac Tire, KSCA, OL, OP
Knight Marshal, Shire of Easaraigh
Kingdom of Meridies

Clyde's Travel Log - Black Axe: A Festival of Kings

Black Axe: A Festival of Kings
Dalwhinnie Fields
Marion, AL
7-9 June 2019

My lady, Ellen, and I traveled to Dalwhinnie Fields for Black Axe this year. This was my second try at attending the event (last year did not turn out so well). We made the decision primarily because of the announced BOD meeting to be held there and some hope to enjoy other activities occurring before and after said meeting.

We chose to stay in lodging in nearby Selma for this trip. The weather forecast for the weekend was predicting a deluge in the area so we erred on the side of caution. While the inclement weather never surfaced, having the cool hotel room to return too after the days heat was worth in weight in coin.

I chose to participate in the two heavy tournaments held prior to the meeting. Both of the actions were well attended with high caliber combatants. The first tournament, the 'Black Axe' tournament, was seeded with a series of 6 grand melee engagements where the winner was moved into the final round. I had several good fights but regret that I did not pose much of a threat to any who opposed me. Im not sure what was wrong other than I was not 'tuned in' at all to the challenge. So, I fought my 6 and found a place to watch the final from in the shade.

Heat turned out to be a major issue as the day progressed. The foretold rain never surfaced and only the sun appeared and oppressed all who stood under its majesty with humidity and unmerciful heat.

The finals were found round robin style with rounds proceeding until there were only two left. Sir Lochlan took the day.

The second tournament was the '9 Lives Charity Tournament'. This was a William Marshal style competition with 'lives' driven by donations to the charity, a no-kill shelter for cats. I had several chances on the field so made an effort to cross swords with fighters that I did not get to fight in the previous event. I had several good matches and a few wins, but ultimately left the field before the time limit when the heat became too much to bear. Once again, Sir Lochlan beat out all fighters for the win. Much coin was raised in the effort and Sir Eric will be made to wear a 'cat suit' at Castle wars for the fundraising goal being surpassed. That should be a sight to see.

After some down time, to try and hydrate and recover, I made it to the BOD meeting just as it commenced.

While a full detail of the meeting is forthcoming, I will offer only a summary here. There were 10 BOD members in attendance. Master Lorcan Dracontius presided over the meeting as the Meridian ombudsman for the SCA. A review of how the SCA and Kingdom laws are applied and what has precedence was delivered by Duke John the Bearkiller. Master Lorcan led a Q&A session with the populace.

What was it all about? There has been some infighting in our Kingdom over how business is done. This is largely in regard to awards and peerages. That infighting has gotten ugly both in private and public. Threats were made. Our image tarnished. The BOD came to us to provide an opportunity for a fresh start and a chance to police the trouble as Meridian's with a not-so-subtle 'or else' tone. Recommendations were made for changes in Kingdom law that will be reviewed and announced as they come to the fore. A plea for 'finding middle ground' and 'communicating better' was stated many times by the populace.

My take on the affair is that some folks have been complete dolts. They have been so in public and have made things appear bleak. A select few may have taken one step further and made threats upon others. This lunacy is what the BOD intended to address. It has no place in our world and threatens to ruin it for everyone.

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The world according to Clyde says, 'The SCA is a hobby'. It thrives on participation. It only exists because a group of people believe it does and we will it into being. The Dream, as we like to call our hobby, lives within each of us. We have the power to make it good or bad. My choice is that the Dream is good. I will do what I can to make sure that the Dream I share with you is good. I have not the time or care of anything that will make it sour in our hearts and minds. We all bring our variations on the theme that is the Dream to bear for those we share it with. And that, is the danger. The Dream is constantly evolving and we should not be here for any reward other than sharing in the hobby and finding joy in the sharing. If you want to be a knight, then be knightly. Maybe, you will achieve accolades and an invitation to join a peerage someday. But then again, maybe not. Maybe…not. If that defines you, then you are missing the point as I see it. It's OK to have hope for something and even have goals, but you have to temper that in the reality that this shared experience is just that, a shared experience. Seek not the paper trappings suitable for framing and 'flair' adorning your person. Sure, those things are nice, but your personal success (or failure) in this enterprise should be based on who you are and how you share in this hobby we all want to love not in the physical accouterments of the order of precedence.

I have bonds made in this thing with people that I would never trade. People I would gladly share any burden with. I have felt joy in others accomplishments and humility in my own. I have trust in those around me to see and appreciate the acts of service, freely given. I strive to be selfless in act and never ask for reward. I seek a journey that is enough reward in itself and, hopefully, reward enough for those who share it with me. If I receive an accolade, that is awesome. If I don't receive an accolade, then everything is still awesome! This is the Dream I hold on to and try to nourish. Maybe, in some part, some of us need to ask ourselves a question about what our piece of the Dream is and if the reward of sharing in it is enough.

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So, after the meeting Ellen and I sat court with Their Majesties, Their Highnesses, and the landed Baronys of Iron Mountain and Glaedenfeld. Many fine gentles were rewarded for arts and service and for work with new comers. The Baron and Baroness of Iron Mountain requested a boon to be relieved of their duties to attend to other matters in their homeland and this was granted (future replacements TBD). But, the highlight of the court was an induction into our most cherished and sacred Order of the Chalice. The inductee was Master Edward of Yarborough and the populace rejoiced loudly. A happy end to a somewhat serious day and, I believe, a guidepost that humility may be the best virtue to seek in the current state of affairs.

Well met friends. Safe journey to thee!

THL Eoin Mac Cana called 'Clyde', CACM, CKP, CAS
Squire to Earl Benen MacTire , KSCA, OL, OP
Warden of the Northern Plateau
Knight Marshal, Shire of Easaraigh
Kingdom of Meridies

Clyde's Travel Log - Iris Faire 2019: All the Things

Iris Faire 2019: All the Things
Montgomery Bell State Park
Burns, TN
20 April 2019

A letter I drafted to my friend, Figimund of Faraway, traveling abroad…

Eoin, Warden of the Northern Plateau, to the venerable and esteemed friend, His Lordship Figimund of Faraway, his most kind greeting.

Because I know that you especially desire to hear and to learn the state of affairs in the Laurel Kingdom of Meridies, I write to share a retelling of my journey to our neighboring Barony of Glaedenfeld and their yearly Iris Faire I attended on the day prior to this writing.

I had the pleasure of good company for the  early journey westward off of the Plateau. His excellency, Earl Sir Benen, my benefactor, made it known that he wished to travel to Baronial lands from his holdings north of the shire. While he had no official business to resolve, as it is early spring here and the king's taxes are not due for some time yet, he expressed a need to 'stretch his legs' and the journey to Iris Faire, being not long or arduous, was  an excellent opportunity to do just that.

The morning started damp but did not persist much after the noon bells. We made good time down the king's highway west into the old Lion's Mountain lands into the Baronial holdings proper. Traffic was light in the early morning hours of our journey. We held good converse on a wide range of topics and the time of the passage flowed by quickly.

We arrived at the site to find a warm hearth waiting in the long hall and much of the attendance arrayed therein, out of the damp and slight drizzle that persisted from the previous day. I found my good wife, Ellen, and many other folk from Easaraigh there. Much of the shire made the trek down, as is becoming our custom, to welcome the spring with our neighbor. Our shire prospers of late with a strong sense of purpose and duty. We genuinely enjoy one another's company and find pride in our accomplishments. Like our neighboring Barony of Glaedenfeld, we have stood our ground and been tempered and honed by time into metal of the best sort.

The Baronial proctors had laid out many activities throughout the weekend. There were tournaments in archery, thrown weapons (axe, knife, spear), heavy and rapier. There were also several levels of arts and sciences competition and instruction overseen by the Laurel peers of the Barony. 

I regret to inform you, Figimund, that the nagging injury I have been struggling with has still not healed completely and that I was not able to present myself as a combatant on the heavy tourney field. Many of my respected comrades-in-arms as well as Chivalry at the event inquired as to my status and how my recovery was progressing. The compassion and concern of my minor, but nagging, issue was heartfelt and received with much gratitude. No person likes to be put out of service to your kingdom and it was good to know that my absence was noticed and even missed.

From my observations from the heavy and rapier field gallery, the combat I witnessed in both venues was well fought and pleasant for spectator and participant. In the heavy list, I saw one of our own, Lacey, newly added to the Fyrd rolls, fight with honor and courage through the early rounds of combat. The heavy list was eventually carried by Duke Sir Seth over Sir Hrothgar in a well fought final.

The afternoon hours revealed a spring sun and returned warmth to the slumbering Baronial lands and much of the populace was able to leave the warmth of the fires that the morning warranted.

That afternoon I spent time attending to my liege and in council with locals whom I had not seen since middle winter. Many topics were discussed. Chief among them was related to an inner turmoil that has taken hold in Meridies that many in the populace find hard to articulate. Rumor, later confirmed by the Meridian Seneschal, Graf Ulric, is that a committee will be coming all the way from Rome to the Barony of Iron Mountain's Black Axe Tournament held in the high summer south of our Shire. To that end, I am considering attending the event and to witness the spectacle, as it is such a rarity to see a delegation from Rome in our part of the world.  As with all things of such gravity and import, most of the people I spoke with have wildly varying degrees of speculation. My Earl, who is wise in such things, says they will most likely provide counsel to the populace and its peers over law and custom. But, what will come of the interaction, none can say for certain.

Late in the day, Their Excellencies Stephanie and Griffon, held court. Not only did they have Baronial concerns to present, but as a pleasant surprise the new Basileus and Basíleia, Sebastianos and Morgan, had their herald, THL Sara al-Garnatiyya, in attendance to present Kingdom business through the baronial court. To that end, several members of our good shire, Easaraigh, received recognitions from the sovereigns for service and Arts and Sciences. Awards of Arms and Order of the Meridian Cross were the presented. Jacob also won a prize for his demonstration of skill on the range. Our shire, Easaraigh, was also recognized with the 'Crown's Favor'. We have a hard working and loyal Meridian shire. This was the second time in recent years the light of the throne has shone upon us. I'm very proud of who and what we are.

Another pleasant surprise was that our own Lacey, through effort and determination, won the Baronial, 'All the Thing's' competition that was held throughout the day. It seems, somehow, she managed to do 'All the Thing's', meaning she participated in just about everything that was offered as an activity at Iris Faire. For her reward, she was gifted a cart that the Barony had commissioned. The wagon will be a big help at harvest time on the plateau later this year.

Iris Faire is a fun event with more activities that most can do, except of course for our Lacey. While my view from the gallery was not my preference, I still enjoyed my time with the people of the northern Kingdom. As dusk came, Earl Sir Benen and I mounted the road east and made the climb back up to the plateau and a warm hearth in Easariagh. Our neighbor's lands are beautiful and it's peoples welcoming, but there is no place like home.

God willing, this missive will find you in good health and fortune. We render to you the gratitude which you deserve for your concern for Easaraigh and for the very great fidelity which you have shown to us. Scribed this 21st day of April, Anno Societatis LIII.

Well met friends. Safe journey to thee!

THL Eoin Mac Cana called 'Clyde', CACM, CKP2, CAS
Warden of the Northern Plateau
Squire to Earl Benen Mac Tire, KSCA, OL, OP
Knight Marshal, Shire of Easaraigh
Kingdom of Meridies

Clyde's Travel Log - Gulf Wars XXVIII

Gulf Wars XXVIII
Lumberton, MS
9-17 MARCH 2019

"Unto Figimund of Faraway, keeper of peace and honorable citizen of Meridies, from Eoin Mac Cana, Warden of the Northern Plateau, good health and grace.

Your lordship, I have asked the scribes to place this retelling to parchment of my visit to Gleann Abhann and the gathering I attended therein.

As has been customary for some years now, ambassadors of the Ansteorran and Trimarian kingdoms did gather their might to attend council and negotiate at King's Arrow on Hasting Field in Gleann Abhann. Well known foes, the annual 'Gulf War' gathering would once again bring these strong kingdoms to the table to test their willingness for war through massed engagements, tournament and competition. As you know, this activity is more about reaffirmation of peace whether valid complaint exists or not. The event goes on as much out of tradition as anything else.

As part of this annual assemblage, their allies were called to attend. Our King Adhemar, through the knights of the Kingdom, called for our levy. As the shire has been in poor order from the winter, only Marek and I could be spared to answer the call for assembly. Neither of us were in any condition to stand in the shield wall. But, we went regardless and offered what support we could to our Kingdom's effort.

Marek and I made easy work of the journey south. The lands between Easaraigh and the King's Arrow are well patrolled.I did hear a story of the Calontir king running into rogues on his journey though. This did make us a little more vigilant as we passed into Gleann Abhann lands.

We camped and supped with the Foxes Den contingent as is our Fyrd's custom. I stalwart and steadfast group of campmates that anyone would be challenged to find better. The lord smiled upon us with our acceptance to this group that defies description. They have become our brothers and sisters at war, a family of choice and the Den is a home of our making.

The Meridies contingent was allied with Trimaris this year. Unfortunately, the call to arms was responded to with a small outcome and Meridies fielded a much diminished company than in years past. Those there on the field, did represent the sable and argent well and did appear a formidable host from my view in the gallery.

Early in the week, I put myself to an opportunity that the proprietors of the Green Dragon Tavern made known prior. They had asked for memorial shields for SCAdians who have past to be painted for display in the rafters of the noble establishment. During the week, I was able to present 4 of the devices for display. My contributions represented the arms of Count Sir Hadi al Hadad, Count Sir Brendan MacAengus, Master Carlwyn George Ordragoun of Canterbury, and Edmund Cavendish. The heraldry is now on display in the Green Dragon for all to see, toast and if god wills it, tell tales of their deeds for all to hear.

Marek and I ran into Sir Bartholomew Hightower one day near the Green Dragon. Marek and he have some history from the old days of our shire, Easaraigh. He has had a very successful SCA career since moving from our lands. We were additionally blessed to hear him sing in the Green Dragon later that evening along with his sons playing instruments in improvised accompaniment. Very entertaining.

On that same evening, we attended a wake for Sir Stuart MacDonald who had left this realm some weeks prior. Sir Stuart was a close friend to Hadi; he served with me on Hadi and Ameraulde's entourage; he worked with Hadi to create 'Stuart's Experiment' (a fighting unit assembled to demonstrate 'tactics' in Meridies); and many other things. He was always a friendly face to me and on a few occasions offered me sound council over the years. Many were in attendance at the St Michael's Camp that evening. A person's wealth can be measured in the bonds they forge in life. Sir Stuart was a wealthy man.

Through the week, it seems that an outbreak of plague had struck the camp causing many in attendance to fall ill. Of these, my liege lord Earl Sir Benen and his lady, Countess Rosebelle, where struck. I did some small service, as I was healthy, to gather supplies from nearby apothecaries. The remedies I returned with helped to relieve some of the suffering and for that I am thankful.

As luck would have it, I was fortunate to happen upon James Thomas, formerly of Easaraigh. He beckoned me to attend a ceremony he had some part in. As it turns out, Syr Teric Gwynedd took our James as a squire that afternoon. I am so happy for him. I know he will be excellent on the path to knighthood.

Toward the end of the week, I was able to provide some support to my Kingdom by marshalling for the Bridge and Fort battles. The fights were mostly well mannered, but as such things are, there was some mischief and unchivalrous behavior to be found. Luckily, no major incident occurred and the only minor injury resulted from the forays.

I must confess that this was the only service I rendered my Kingdom this year. I feel somewhat ashamed at this admission. I did not attend our court or any other official function. At times, I felt a bit lost as I wandered the camp. While I am Meridian to the bone, the current air of discontent I feel in the populace has rattled me. While I don't have enough information to form a good opinion of the state of things, I know things are not well. From all outward appearances, Meridies is strong and proud as ever, but there is an underlying agitation that I see permeating much of what I have known to be sacrosanct. There are divisions in the kingdom. While I am sure these divisions have always been there on some level, they are more visible now. Those divisions seem to be fluid in opinion and sometimes may border on hypocrisy in action. My role as Warden of the Northern Plateau, while trivial in precedence, weighs on my conscience. I have some obligation to represent Meridies. I feel this instability from the kingdom, my kingdom, in my core and I worry. For these reasons, I decided to not take part in the Meridian functions at Gulf Wars. My dear Figimund, was I wrong in this? I suspect, only time will tell. I truly miss your council during these times.

Our time at King's Arrow came to an end. The camps were broken down and loaded on the wagons. Late on our final day, we made the journey home. To my misfortune, my horse came up lame near the lands of Glynn Rhe. This slowed our journey home, but Marek and I did make it back to Easaraigh on the next day.

Peace be with you, friend. I hope that my words find you in good health and that you might find your way back to home soon.

Given in the Shire of Easariagh, on this 22nd day of the month of March, Anno Societatis LIII, being two thousand nineteen Gregorian."

Well met friends. Safe journey to thee!

THL Eoin Mac Cana called 'Clyde', CACM, CKP2, CAS
Warden of the Northern Plateau
Squire to Earl Benen Mac Tire, KSCA, OL, OP
Knight Marshal, Shire of Easaraigh
Kingdom of Meridies

Clyde's Travel Log - Castle Wars 2018 and Staying Relevant

Went to Castle Wars this weekend. A very good event. Lots of SCAdians. Lots of stuff to do. Lots of fun.

For me, the event is starting to become a 'benchmark' on my timeline of various nagging injuries. Love the event, but almost dread it because of that.

Last year, I arrived at the event nursing a patella tendon problem that I had been carrying the whole year before. I fought with spear the first time ever and injured my right elbow (tendon issues). My knee got better, the elbow didn’t. So, I spent most of 2018 fighting left handed with sword and shield. About a month back, fighting left handed, I strained my left elbow (similar to the tendon issues in my right). Sigh. This led me to put down the shield and have a go at polearm at Castle Wars. I also brought my crossbow in case my arms needed a break.

What did I learn? Pole arm isn't too bad. I liked it and it isn't as hard on me as shield work in the wall is. CA arrows and bolts are attracted to you. There are some things that I couldn't do (like overhead work). But, most of the normal, low position stuff was doable.

During the field engagement and capture the flag engagements, I fought with my 7'3" slashing spear. It seemed to be a decent weapon for the engagements. Though I admit that I didn’t know a whole lot about what I was doing, I had seen people use them so had a some idea. After the first couple of engagements, I started figuring out where I needed to be and what I should be doing. I had a little success and much fun. Arm pain did creep up toward the end of the second engagement. I think it was related to the length and tip weight of the weapon held in a forward guard.

So, I took a break on the bridge and castle fights and got the cross bow out. This was the first time I had ever shot in a melee with it. Shame, I have been authorized with it for over 15 years. But, it provided a good low impact alternative to the pain I was having. CA is fun. It requires a little more attentiveness to your environment and 'what is down range'. I caught myself in the wrong a couple of times and had to correct my firing position lest I put something into the pavilions. Lots of challenge in that activity and I can see the appeal. I used all of my ammo and grabbed my split-rattan glaive for the last engagement of the castle battle.

It was in this engagement that I learned that overhead work was a no-go for my injury. Trying to work over the heads of the shield men and around the corners of the walls was strenuous. I really didn't get feel for the glaive. Will have to revisit it later.

Lucky enough for me, I made my overhead pain discovery as time ran out so I was successful in making it through all of the engagements of the day. I wasn’t up for pickup fights though. I feel the plan was a definite 'win' for me.

Later in the day, I had some folks comment on what I was doing. I made a comment about 'staying relevant'.  I think that came across weird. I thought on it on the way home from the event.

It's tough working through an injury. At this point in my SCA fighting lifespan, I don't know how many more opportunities I will have to be in kit on the field. Add to that, the idea that I am a squire. Being a squire means a lot of things, but most of all it means being on the field in kit. And all of that leads to this idea of 'prowess' that is so important when travelling the path of chivalry.

Prowess must be earned through effort and determination. I cannot affect my prowess if I am not in kit. My prowess is measured by those that surround me when I am in kit in the fray. My prowess is measured by my success at being a good fighter. As prowess improves, so does  my 'Franchise' and name-fame.

I guess my comment of 'staying relevant' was short-sighted. It is more about prowess and being there on the field and doing what I can to stay on my chosen path. I'm not advocating 'fighting hurt' If you are hurt, you are hurt. What I am advocating is asking yourself 'What can I do?' and doing it. It’s a fine line I am toeing. That line is on the fence between hurting myself worse and making a complete fool of myself. It hasn't been a picnic. It's been downright hard and discouraging at times.

So far, I feel like I am winning in some ways and losing in others. I now have a healthy appreciation of left handed fighting but have soreness in my left elbow. I finally got to do some combat archery, but know that it cannot carry me down the path. CA can provide me respite though when the nagging injuries become burdensome. I carried a polearm into melee for the first time and found that it is fairly enjoyable and may be more so if I actually get some people that know about such things to show me some pointers. All of these things came possible through self-inflicted injuries. And through the aches and pains, I have learned.

Picked up sword and board in my normal right-handed mode today at fighter practice. What did I find? I have learned some really good blocking technique from fighting left handed. I've learned some sword strikes that are effective, but don’t 'hurt' me. Fought at Castle Wars and found that I kind of like fighting with a pole arm and combat archery is cool. These little things, made possible through a willingness to try new things outside because I couldn’t do what I was used to doing.

Relevance…not quite a virtue. But, it is of value. At least, it is to me.

Well met friends. Safe journey to thee!

THL Eoin Mac Cana called 'Clyde', CACM, CKP2, CAS
Warden of the Northern Plateau
Squire to Earl Benen Mac Tire, KSCA, OL, OP
Knight Marshal, Shire of Easaraigh
Kingdom of Meridies

What is Crown List?

This past weekend, Meridies held the fall iteration of our semi-annual event, Crown List. I attended the event and as I usually do, spent some time thinking on my journey there and back about what it is all about anyway. My views here are my own perception of what a Crown List is to me, what I think it aspires to be, and maybe, if I'm not completely off my gourd, I will have some truths here that will be of some use or import to those who take time to read them.

Since the founding of the SCA (Society for Creative Anachronism), we have been somewhat fixated on the idea of 'tournament'. In my mind's eye, this is exhibited as combatants in heraldic finery dueling for the honor of the person who's favor they wear. This concept is strong in our society. The idea of Crown List finds its footing in the original founding of the SCA in the Grand Tournament of 1966.

The idea of becoming royalty by right of arms is a bit of a twist of history (i.e. - 'anachronism') that we SCAdians put into play. The concept itself derives from some late medieval ideas of 'king for a day' or from battles fought where the outcome determines who will rule (i.e.- the battles in England during the year 1066 for example). I would also suspect some fictional concepts are involved (i.e. Ivanhoe). Probably a little of all of these ideas were added to the mixing bowl to get our concept of Crown List. Regardless of its origins, becoming ruler of a kingdom by right of arms if a very, very SCAdian thing to do.

The Crown List is a kingdom event that recognized groups within a kingdoms borders can 'bid' on to host. Traditionally, the currently reigning royalty, Kingdom Seneschal and Kingdom Earl Marshal consult on the bids and make a determination on who 'wins' the bid. The hosting group provides the location, food, and support for the Kingdom to run the list. The Kingdom Earl Marshal runs the field along with the support of the order of Chivalry. On paper, it is a fairly simple event considering that it has a very focused objective to find the next heir. In Meridies, we also can have a 'Rose Ball' to celebrate and welcome the new heirs. So, it’s a tournament followed by a party. That’s it.

Crown List is a heavy combat activity. So, in order to become the ruling monarch of a kingdom, you must be authorized in SCA heavy combat. Heavy Combat is a foundation of the SCA. It is, as they say, part of our DNA. From time to time, I hear of people discussing the use other methods to determine who will rule. For my own part, I don't see a problem embellishing the Heavy Combat requirement with other activities, but the tournament itself should always be the focus. It's what we, as a society, came together to do. Its who we are. Supplementing this base requirement should never become a burden or limiting factor of the capability to hold a successful, honorable tournament. Anything that detracts from this goal should be discouraged.

All fighters recognized by a kingdom can apply to fight in Crown List. The keyword is 'apply'. There are laws set forth in each SCA kingdom that governs who is eligible to apply. Meeting these requirements is only the first 'hurdle' for an applicant. After application, each candidate is reviewed by the kingdoms current royalty in consultation with the Kingdom Seneschal and Earl Marshal. The monarch can then accept or decline an applicant. It’s a royal prerogative.

I have never been a royal, but I have known a few. The process of approving applicants for Crown List is a weighty burden to bear in my opinion. I could argue that it is one of the most important tasks a reigning monarch is given. Every entrant in the list has a chance to be the next ruler of the kingdom. Every one of them. Therefore, decisions made on who participates in Crown List contributes to a ruling monarch's legacy.

Think on that. Every person that fight's for crown has a chance to be the next heir to the throne. That is a heavy concept.  If you put yourself forward to vie for ruling the kingdom, you have to be prepared to rule the kingdom. The decision to fight for crown boils down to time, ability, support and finance as I see it. Can you commit a majority of your 'free time' to doing nothing by SCA activities for the next 12 months? Are you fit enough to handle the mental and physical stresses of being the leader of a kingdom? Do you have the people in your corner that you can rely on to help you be a monarch? Can you afford, out of your own pocket, to travel constantly across the lands of your kingdom without going broke in the effort? If you cannot answer these questions in the affirmative, then you probably shouldn't be applying to fight in Crown List.

So, as the reigning monarch looks at the applicant, they have to assume that the person is prepared for the role and that they have asked and answered the satisfactorily the questions above. They also must know that the applicant has met the requirements by Kingdom law. After those factors, now comes a simple question. Is this applicant a good representative of this kingdom? It is my hope at least, that this question is part of the decision process. As I see it, every person that enters Crown List must be a good presentation of who we are as a kingdom. When I look at the list and see who has been accepted, I want to feel good about everyone on the list and think to myself, they would be a good king or queen.

After the deliberations have been completed, applicants that have been approved are invited to attend Crown List. From this point forward, the individual participant controls the fate of the kingdom. On their ability and virtue rests the hopes of the populace. Our expectation, as a populace, is for a Crown List that draws the spectators into the drama as a well fought contest of skill unfolds before us that will lift the kingdom with floods of joy and pride in its royalty and all of the combatants that vied for the honor to lead. Our hope, as a populace, is that the new heir to the throne is molded though the process of competition on the field to become the leader we need them to be.

So, back to my initial question…What is Crown List? Crown List is a right we have as SCAdians. It is protected by laws. It is overseen by trusted leaders. It is made possible by the will of a kingdom's people. This culmination in action and subtle nod to our history is who we are as SCAdians. It deserves our attention, care and commitment each time it occurs. It should never be taken lightly or for granted. As a leader, it should be considered with diligence and forethought. As a participant, it must be dealt with dedication, honor and chivalry. As a populace, it is who we are and wish to be. For all of us, it is a piece of the Dream that we share.

Well met friends. Safe journey to thee!

THL Eoin Mac Cana called 'Clyde', CACM, CKP2, CAS
Warden of the Northern Plateau
Squire to Earl Benen Mac Tire, KSCA, OL, OP
Knight Marshal, Shire of Easaraigh
Kingdom of Meridies

Clyde's Travel Log - UNCHAINED Service of DOOM

Unchained Service of DoomThe Shire of An Dun TheineCamp Helen Harvest, AL03 November 2018

Credit Lady Asa Kolbrun

In the predawn light of November 3rd, AS 53, I took to the king’s highway to visit a Shire to our southwest called An Dun Theine. Accompanying me on the journey was a Lord Ronan of Easaraigh. We made good time over the southern highways as we descended from the plateau.

Our goal was the event 'Unchained Service of Doom'. The event was returning after several years of hiatus and of which, I had many fond memories from years past.

Ronan and I arrived at Camp Helen as the sun came over the treetops after an uneventful passage. Camp Helen was an excellent, well-kept facility that seemed ideal for the day's activities.

After warm, friendly greetings, Ronan and I trolled in and made our way to the field where we would spent most of our day. The weather was splendid for a fall day with regal blue skies filled with the warmth of autumn sunshine. 

There were three lists planned. The first, the 'Doom Tourney' to decide the newest member of the Legion of Doom. The Second, a List Class Mock Tournament to teach how to run and herald a list. And the last, The Service List. The Service List was a William Marshall tournament where entrants where canned goods were the entry fee. Each participant received 1 bead for 1 can. All proceeds when to the St Vincent de Paul Thanksgiving and Christmas Food Drive.

There were around 15 heavy combatants on the field, including Ronan and I. Most were familiar faces from our region of the Kingdom from all levels - novice to Knight.

The Doom Tourney was organized as a speed tournament. Each fighter was allowed 2 losses before leaving the field. Initially, we formed a line and paired from each end of the line until all combatants had an opponent. The first round was started and all combatants fought at the same lay on. Victors moved to one side of the field defeated to the other side. The pairing process was repeated for each side for each round until only two were left. In the end, Sir Randver won the day. At lunch, he was added to the rolls of the Legion of Doom and presented with the Doom regalia as was tradition - a Cloak of Doom (signified by the argent chain motif on purpure), the heirloom Chain of Doom (that carries tokens from each bearer from past Doom Tournaments), and the Sword of Doom (a relic gifted to the Legion by Duke John the Mad Celt). The tourney format was something new for me and was refreshing. I think I came out of it with a 2 and 2 record.

After some fun and energetic pickup fights, the List Class Mock Tournament was held. Several perspective list masters and mistresses as well as field heralds came to the field and ran an excellent and efficient double elimination list. Sir Erick Griffin was the winner of the affair. I don’t remember how well I did, but I do remember having a lot of fun.

After lunch, the 'Service List' was held. Through donations and entry fees, we all had more than enough tokens to stay on the field for a looooong time without concern of being ousted early. The field was open for 45 minutes. In the end Sir Caius won the day. I fought a lot, pushing myself to go as long as I could. Many of those engagements were against Sir Caius, he was a consistently stout foe the entire time. I did take one break, but was there at the end when time ran out. I was spent, happy and content. I fine time was had by all.

Lunch consisted of a stew along with some cabbage and sausage as well as some fruits and dessert. It was a hearty and warm meal was filling and sat well with me. It was very well done.

While I did not get to attend, there were many service classes held through the day on many subjects related to event and group planning and management as well as open discussions with kingdom officers, some of the service orders and peers. Lady Asa from our Shire of Easaraigh attended many of the classes and had good things to say.

Ronan and I had a ton of fun and were well spent as we retired from the field. I am glad for the return of Unchained Doom to the kingdom calendar. It was always a favorite event mine in years past. The Shire of An Dun Theine is an excellent host and gave us an enjoyable experience to remember. It was well worth the trip.

As the fall sun shadowed the sky, Ronan and I returned to the quiet, dark of the northern plateau to family, home and hearth with a joyful memory to share.

Well met friends. Safe journey to thee!

THL Eoin Mac Cana called 'Clyde', CACM, CKP2, CAS
Warden of the Northern Plateau
Squire to Earl Benen Mac Tire, KSCA, OL, OP
Knight Marshal, Shire of Easaraigh
Kingdom of Meridies