And Queen Etheldreda attend
Of good Lord Finán mac Bressail
Who’s become known to royal ears.
That in this land this worthy man
became, a haven for those new.
Ah, Service is a noble thing!
Armor, weapons, made by his hands
Grace gentles and children alike.
Children, the heart's blood of the East,
Must be supported and taught.
He teaches, practices and leads
Our youth sparkle under his care
Some think service is marred by praise
Nay, say we! For all the silver
Shall be worn by thee on this day
In Crescent form with golden crown
For service is solace to all
Without which we could ne'er go on
The silver crescent We do give
On this day, July eleven
At the Great NorthEastern War in
Province of Malagentia
Calligraphy and Illumination by Katrusha the Skomorokh
East Kingdom Gazette - Unofficial Court Report for Great Northeastern War XXIX
Lord Finnan has a Scottish Persona, so I chose to emulate the octosyllabic poetry found in The Brus, written by the Scottish Poet John Barbour (.1320 – 1395).
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