[Northkeep] Heroes

ld.blackmoon ld.blackmoon at cox.net
Thu Jun 5 21:31:08 PDT 2008


of heroes you truly speak 
and among those I doubt I belong.
but I add to your story a tail of a poor serf , 

who upon awakening near the far off archery and thrown weapons fields where still sat the great baronies , targets, buttes, and gear 
( and trash )
and seeing the rapid aproach of your storm giant , 
did not pack his own camp , but instead jumped into his poor old wagon , and stripped all of the baronies belongings from those fields , and even returned the local rangers hay to its propper resting place before he headed back to pack his own camp.
half way through packing his camp the giant unleashed a terrible attack , turning the solid ground into a rushing stream , but our poor surf , soaked by the icy rain , labored on facing ice the size of a pea, then the size of an oxes eye, and the constant rain.
only to be chased into his last remaning protection as ice the size of hens eggs did lash out at him  .
finaly ,between attacks , he hearded his newbie into the wagon , and returned to the lands of the nobles , where he informed the great baroness of his deeds , lest  she be worried .
as the giant tried yet again to wash great northkeep away , he then turned  once more to his poor old wagon , and braving flooded roads, rain and wind that did not fall to the earth, but blew from side to side as a farmer cuts his grain , untill at last he was able to return his newbie to her worried mother , safe and sound .
the poor surf ,living on to continue to serve the great barony , from the shadows , as has been his custom these many years.

be safe, be happy, have fun

----- Original Message ----- 
  From: kevinkeary at aol.com 
  To: northkeep at lists.ansteorra.org 
  Sent: Thursday, June 05, 2008 8:04 PM
  Subject: [Northkeep] Heroes

  At opening court of Castellan, Her Majesty Vanessa told us we would 
  witness fearless heroes and acts of selfless chivalry at this event, 
  and I want to say that her words were truer than perhaps even she 
  realized at the time. For I did indeed see heroes, true heroes, stand 
  and struggle against a fierce and implacable foe, seeking the good of 
  their fellows above their own.

  But I saw these things on the morning AFTER the tournament, not in the 
  lists. I saw a storm giant as fearsome as any ever met in the Eddas 
  rise up and smite those still present, with but little warning or time 
  to prepare. I saw Tarl and Beorhrtlic braving its fell onslaught, 
  struggling tirelessly in its full fury to stem its harm. I saw Ian rush 
   from the relative security of the keep to call the people to come in to 
  safety, and return to that safety only behind the slowest of them e'en 
  though the creature's mighty club, formed of the wind and rain itself, 
  smote at him again and again. I saw Facon and Talon, ere the beast's 
  strength was spent, sally forth to enter the fray and rescue what they 
  could. I saw Keigan, though the monster's assault had left her in 
  darkness and bereft of power, labor to provide warm sustenance to 
  strengthen the struggling warriors and succor the weakened victims. I 
  saw Perrin, who having taken his family back to his steading was 
  returning to aid his comrades, spy the beast towering over them venting 
  its hatred, and yet he merely spurred his steed on to greater speed to 
  reach them and offer his aid. And in the aftermath, I saw Therese and 
  Kelandra and, at their very first tournament, Sarantsatsral and Fiona, 
  moving through the battle's destruction like the Choosers of the Slain 
  of old, seeking out that which could yet be saved, and granting a 
  stroke of grace to that which could not, holding their own grief in 
  check all the while.

  Yes, heroes strode there that day. I, Kevin, witnessed their actions. 
  The battlefield was wide, and I have no doubt there were many other 
  selfless acts of sacrifice, strength and service I did not see, that 
  this is but a few of the heroes who stood against the wave of 
  destruction and persevered at great cost. I sing of the few I was 
  allowed to witness. Perhaps others will add their own words to these, 
  that more of the heroes may be recognized.
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