[Ansteorra] An open eisteddfodd letter of intent

[Don Riney]

Unto their most august Majesties, dread sovereigns of Ansteorra, unto your 
Heirs and those who shall follow in their foot steps. Likewise unto the most 
Honored Eleanor O'Rourke Premier Bard Of our beloved kingdom and the 
gathered populace of these dear lands I am privileged to call home, I cry 
that you bear witness to my plea. Now does Darius of the Bells, Master of 
the Laurel, Twice Past Bard of the Tor, Past Bard of the Steppes, 10th Bard 
of the Barony of Weisenfeuer, send greetings.

The term _Eisteddfodd_ is borrowed from the welsh, but here within the lands 
Unique and Singular it has come to indicate that time when poets, minstrels 
and troubadours shall gather each year  in a wondrous gathering of those who 
would remember deeds and actions of our heroes; as well as to bring forth 
those forms of poetry and verses found dear within their native lands. A 
competition to decide who shall be deemed the greatest 'bard' for the coming 
year. Now my sovereign lord and lady I would that you accept this, my intent 
my hearts desire, that I might come to Steppes at 12th night and compete to 
succeed fair Eleanor as the Premier Bard of the lands of the Sable Star.

Good My Crown that I would have your leave, I would glorify the sable Star 
and the Names or your remembered ancestors before an Audience granted by 
that which is Devine. I would recall and then regale all there with tale and 
verse of Patrick Michael and his Highness "The Bear" when first we faced the 
Triskle cross the grassy field. I would recall the names of legend old and 
new: Michael in the Outlands stand, Ricardo on the  wall; now Daire will 
hold the wall at war and Prince Romanus shall not fall! I would that all 
come gather to hear the hero's tale. Ansteorra's bards shall tell the tales, 
the legends at Eisteddfodd to unveil.

Good my Crown I beg your leave that I might strive unto this lofty goal. 
that I might be the Bard that tells the _Ansteorran Tale_

In faith and fortune I am your man without let
Darius of the Bells