Elevation
8/18/2007
by TRM Boru and Dierdre
Squired To
Sir Robert Greenheart, and Sir Boru Aelwyn
Azure, three chevronels braced and in chief three rams horns in fess argent.
Ode to Sir Aidan MacKay
By Lady Flannait inghean ui hEighnigh
Long on this path you have traveled
Dear Friends you now hold in your heart
Many have watched since you came here
From the Southlands own Rivermarch
Time would see you on a journey
Across deserts and lands faraway
But still this Dream was your touch stone
To Meridies you would come home to stay.
Sir Malachi Halfdan Brightskull
Your first Knight who showed fighting is FUN
“Find that Zen in the lyst field Dear Aidan
For long is the path you are on”
In A.S. XXIX you met her
Ophelia with the sunny bright smile
A war that you might not remember
But her smile stayed with you for miles.
Fates would take Brightskull and household
To distant Caid in the west
Released of the bonds that tied you
But friends you remain until death
A courting you came for Ophelia
Her bright smile had captured your heart
Even though ORANGE is her most favorite color
The RED N couldn’t keep you apart
Between times you sought out more guidance
There was more to this path, somehow
Sir Robert the one they call Greenheart
His example the Chivalric vow
Not just in this dream of your making
But in life you hold to this oath
HONOR and COURTESY to others
Your gentle manner and smile no boast
For others have noticed your manner
And how quick you do fly with your aid
Known to many as Baron Aidan
But to those you hold close, The MacKAY
In A.S. XXXVI you married
Ophelia the love of your life
The future could not be much brighter
This Lady – Your Joy – Your Wife
New bonds were forged on the battle field
A technique and style to be known
Gunther, Conner, Morgan and Max
Shield Brothers at hearth and at home
But fate would send away Sir Robert
To Trimaris’ blue waters so bright
Chivalry is now your touchstone
Honor and Sincerity your might
So who would be the next to guide Aidan?
The Squires belt His strength without stain
In cotehardies with wings like angles
To Sir Boru the Wolfshead he came
The past spoke loudly of Aidan
As a fighter he looked not for fame
Sir Boru would show him that winning
Was fun and apart of the game
Now if Boru fostered dear Aidan
In Meridies He promised his Lady they would stay
Legend has it he told his new Squire
“It’s the grave or I’ll Knight you one day.”
So here you are now in that circle
Your Three Knights from Sir Richard RaeFen so proud
One last time you kneel before Their Majesties
And take that Knightly vow
Though the Bards will sing your praises
Of your Honor and Courtesy
There is just one more thing to tell you…
You have always been a Peer to me.