Showing posts with label Orders of Honor. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Orders of Honor. Show all posts

Saturday, November 19, 2022

Oissíne mac Bróccín, known as Oz - Tyger's Cub

Where are We? 
100 Minutes War
In Rusted Woodlands
In the East Kingdom 
What is the date?  
November 19th, AS LVII
Who is before Us, Monarchs Mohammad and Corotica? 
Oissíne mac Bróccín, known as Oz. 
Yes.
Take care. 
He has reached an achievement 
We like this young Tyger. He plays well and does not give up.
What is this Tyger’s Dream? 
This Tyger dreams of friends and crafts. 
Dreams of tents and summer. 
Dreams he creates and destroys. 
Dreams he fought, triumphed, and was defeated (dramatically). 
Sometimes this young Tyger dreams he was in the game.
We, the East say Oz has played Our game well
Oz is stronger than he knows
Oz is not alone
Oz is not separate from every other thing
We, the East, see Oz, Our young Tyger. 
Oz is the East 
Stand up. 
Turn around  
Join your Order. 
The Order of the Tyger’s Cub. 

Word Count 149


"Expect the first BLOG tomorrow, when the bell tolls one!"


This scroll was a lesson taking out words.

My son was written in for his Tyger’s Cub and I jumped at the chance to write it - so much so that I started researching it and putting it together long before I got the assignment.

Right now, his absolute favorite activity is to play Minecraft.  He loves it above all other things.  Watching him have internet parties with 3 different SCAdian friends across the East Kingdom playing one game is a joy to behold.  At events, the friends are inseparable. This made the choice of my inspiration piece clear.

The credits for Minecraft are an 8ish minute poem called "The End." When I was looking for inspiration for this scroll a friend looked at the words and exclaimed, “This is the scroll right here!  It’s practically written for you!”


As the wiki says, “The poem takes the form of a scrolling dialogue between two speakers who are discussing the player's accomplishments, dreams, and relation to the rest of the universe.”


The poem has 1,545 words.  So this was clearly going to be an inspiration and not a straight filk of the piece.


My first draft of the scroll was 228 words - not bad, but not short enough. The final draft ended up at 149 words, which is more than the standard 100 for these sorts of awards - but I had a very understanding Calligrapher and Illuminator.   

The end poem is set up as a dialogue, either in a computer or another world, and much of the terminology had to be changed. I changed “Player” to “Young Tyger,” feeling that "young" was important to emphasize. The East Kingdom has several awards with Tyger in the name. 

I changed “And the Universe” to “We, the East."

Whenever the poem addressed the player as, “you”  I changed that to “Oz” - his nickname since he was a baby. He chose his (fully registered) SCAdian name, Oissíne mac Bróccín, after it.


My goal was to write the scroll as if the conversation was happening between the Royals about the recipient. I'd like to say that this was a nod to the debate poems, in an effort to be more period, but no - it's a filk scroll through and through.


I put in references to Oz going to Pennsic, the Youth activities he plays in and even a reference to Youth Combat, and how he once won for “best dramatic death,” and was called up to court to receive a prize.


I love writing scrolls for my family and this was a joy to write.


The Calligraphy and Illumination by the amazing Cwenthryth wine The inspiration for the design comes from Oz's reputation for collecting the Tyger Kitties Camille des Jardins makes for the toy box. He has loved them for years and has amassed a Tyger Kitty Army!


Dancing Fox 20200208 Photo by Bróccín MacIvyr


Photo by Cwenthryth Wine

Photo by Cwenthryth Wine


Saturday, September 3, 2022

Elizabeth Blunt - Tyger's Cub

In the East Kingdom there is an award

For youth, and We are here to record
That one good gentle, Elizabeth Blunt

Whose name today, is put in the forefront 

She sings and sews and loves helping her peers

Learning and teaching and allaying fears

Ryou, Demon King of the Three Heavens

And Rani Indrakshi’s good  impressions 

Have led them to call the Tyger’s Cubs
And welcome Our Elizabeth with hugs

Done the 3rd day of the 9th Month of the year

Of the Blue Tyger in skies bright and clear

In Ostgardr the Crown Province nifty

At Barleycorn AS Seven and fifty


Word count 103


KEY

RAINBOW - Rhymed Couplets


In the East Kingdom there is an award

For youth, and We are here to record

That one good gentle, Elizabeth Blunt

Whose name today, is put in the forefront 


She sings and sews and loves helping her peers

Learning and teaching and allaying fears


Ryou, Demon King of the Three Heavens

And Rani Indrakshi’s good  impressions 


Have led them to call the Tyger’s Cubs
And welcome Our Elizabeth with hugs


Done the 3rd day of the 9th Month of the year

Of the Blue Tyger in skies bright and clear


In Ostgardr the Crown Province nifty

At Barleycorn AS Seven and fifty



WHY DIDN'T YOU BLOG THAT AMONGST OUR ASSETS TO BEGIN WITH? 

I had made a real push to finish all but one scroll before Pennsic - except for the second peerage for Barleycorn. That one, I purposely put on the back burner to simmer while we were at War. 
So to get another word request for Barleycorn was a bit of a surprise. I really wanted to get it done quickly, so as to give the artist more time with the scroll ... which meant, of course, that as I sat in front of the empty page, I drew a blank. 
I sent a message to the contact listed but did not get back to me in my timeframe. So I chose Chaucerian rhyming couplets, which I am familiar with and which would be enjoyable to listen to in court. 
I randomly wrote the first thing that came to mind and it stuck as the opening couplet:

In the East Kingdom there is an award
For youth, and We are here to record. 
This became a wraparound sentence. While the rhyme is for award/record, the thought continues "for youth." I don't often use this literary technique when writing in Chaucer's style, but it will work well enough when read aloud. 

That one good gentle, Elizabeth Blunt
Whose name today, is put in the forefront 
The recommendation mentioned that the recipient was quiet, so I wanted to paint the verbal picture that today was their time to shine. 
I also get a kick out of rhyming the recipient's name.

She sings and sews and loves helping her peers
Learning and teaching and allaying fears
For word count reasons, I had to condense many details of the recommendation into this, the descriptive couplet. 

Ryou, Demon King of the Three Heavens
And Rani Indrakshi’s good  impressions
I am very proud to use "impressions"  as a near rhyme for "Heavens." Near rhymes offer some wiggle room for the wordsmith, but they are tricky. I always read the rhyme out loud to be sure it sounds correct, and I have left notes for the presenting herald on how near rhymes should best be pronounced.

Have led them to call the Tyger’s Cubs
And welcome Our Elizabeth with hugs
While hugging is optional, it has become a tradition after being accepted into an order. 

Done 3rd day of the 9th Month of the year
Of the Blue Tyger in skies bright and clear
This couplet proved tricky. I was trying to break up the day/month/year information and write it in a new way ... and discovered that "month" has no clear rhyme. None of the near rhymes hit the right sound, so I abandoned that track. 

In Our Ostgardr the Crown Province nifty
At Barleycorn AS Seven and fifty
I managed to get the first line of the last couplet to the 10 syllable limit, but the final line goes to 11. "Nifty" isn't a period word - it's an Americanism dating to 1860-65 - but it rhymes with "fifty" and fits with the scroll's bright and cheery tone.





Photo by Cateline La Broderesse



Saturday, November 22, 2014

Charles ap Brochfael Tyger's Cub

’Twas brillig, and the slithy toves
Did gyre and gimble in the wabe:
All mimsy were the borogoves,
And the mome raths outgrabe.

We've heard of Charles ap Brochfael
His ready wit and charming laugh.
We've heard of his kindness and courage great,
That he'd take on the Frumious Bandersnatch!
 
In uffish thought We stood
King Edward stalwart  and Queen Thyra  good
When Charles, the Beamish Boy, came into sight
Playing in Our Rusted Woods, with great delight.
We take Our vorpal sword in hand
And moved are We by the Tumtum tree to make of thee
A member of the Tyger's Cub.

And as thou, Charles do receive this award
O, frabjous day! Callough! Callay!
We chortle with our joy.

’Twas brillig, and the slithy toves
Did gyre and gimble in the wabe:
All mimsy were the borogoves,
And the mome raths outgrabe.

Done this day November the 22, AS 49 in our Shire of Rusted Woodlands at the 100 Minutes War.


Words by Aislinn Chiabach

Illumination by Rennewief Von Grunewald

Calligraphy by Colin MacLaren




"We’re all mad here. I’m mad. You’re mad."

"How do you know I’m mad?" said Alice.

"You must be," said the Cat, "or you wouldn’t BLOG here.”

-Lewis Carroll, with all the love.

I was writing for my own child and I wanted it to be special! Inspiration finally came.  I have called Charlie “My Beamish Boy” since he was an infant.  When he was a toddler he had Jabberwocky memorized.  My choice to filk was clear was clear.  At first I was trepidatious;  Jabberwocky by Lewis Carroll is centuries out of period and a well-known poem at that.

But in the end,  it was for a Tyger’s Cub and it was a poem that he loved.  Once I made the decision, I went with it.
I kept the first verse (and the last verse) verbatim to the original poem:

’Twas brillig, and the slithy toves

 Did gyre and gimble in the wabe:

All mimsy were the borogoves,

 And the mome raths outgrabe.”

 

I tried to keep to the cadence and wordcount of the original poem and incorporate the poem and the information needed in the scroll.  Altogether I thought it came out very well! 
Charlie certainly appreciated it.

Unofficial Court Report for 100 Minutes War