To Countess Ellen,
With the traitorous Lord Du Plain, properly beheaded and our favorite Bannoret cowled, we can finally rest knowing the County of Salisbury is once again united under the banner of our Lord Robert, but we cannot rest. The Kingdom of Logres is far from stable.
As your military advisor and Marshel of your armies, I humbly suggest that now is the time to look outside our County, for in my brief travels out there, I realize many powerful Lords are looking into our rich county, many with the aims of seizing your Son's birthright!
This winter, under the supervision of Siegmaster, Sir Rouwain of Minimusmaximus, we are constructing the Siege Equipment neccessary to begin a campaign outside the borders of Salisbury. Wessex has plagued us far too long, demanding tribute, raiding our lands, butchering the Noble Lady Indeg; we must seize our opportunity to strike back. With you blessing, I beseech you to allow the County of Salisbury to prepare to strike back at the vile King Cerdic, son of Vortegern!
You Servant,
Sir Cassius
Winter, 503 AD
PS Thank you for your generous gifts, our newborn Germane is healthy and happy. A strapping young lad, Jenna says he has Roderick's eyes. Jenna will visit soon so you may see your first grandchild!
Monday, May 12, 2008
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Thursday, May 01, 2008
501: A Dragon in Salisbury!
To His Grayce, the Bishop of St. Albans, with grayte hayste be this lettre tayke,
It is wyth grayte horror that I report a fell beest from Hell hath wraght grayte destructioun upon the manor whereupon I tende flock. Whilste I didst not see the mounstre, I have faithfully recorded heer the words of a goodlye villein of Sir Cassius, whose lande it wert that got attacked:
"I wert tayking a lame horse owt to pasture, cayreful-like, and suddens I sees a thynge aint no goode Chrystian awt to be seein'. It wert a dragonne of hell an it cayme all fyr and brymston out de skye-like and it fly and settle abowt my lord's new hall an set the thacht alicht an byrnt to the grownd. Then as it cayme it went, ta westwird, to Modron's Woode."
Manye othirs of goodlye charactir too saw the beest and I am graytlye worried for the futur of my lord's manor. The symple folke always say: Dragonns always stryke twyce in the saym playce. Is ther anye truth to such claymes? Shouldst we abandon the lande for wayste?
Yours in grayte fear,
Father Brugyn of Tisburye
It is wyth grayte horror that I report a fell beest from Hell hath wraght grayte destructioun upon the manor whereupon I tende flock. Whilste I didst not see the mounstre, I have faithfully recorded heer the words of a goodlye villein of Sir Cassius, whose lande it wert that got attacked:
"I wert tayking a lame horse owt to pasture, cayreful-like, and suddens I sees a thynge aint no goode Chrystian awt to be seein'. It wert a dragonne of hell an it cayme all fyr and brymston out de skye-like and it fly and settle abowt my lord's new hall an set the thacht alicht an byrnt to the grownd. Then as it cayme it went, ta westwird, to Modron's Woode."
Manye othirs of goodlye charactir too saw the beest and I am graytlye worried for the futur of my lord's manor. The symple folke always say: Dragonns always stryke twyce in the saym playce. Is ther anye truth to such claymes? Shouldst we abandon the lande for wayste?
Yours in grayte fear,
Father Brugyn of Tisburye
Wednesday, April 30, 2008
500: A year of great loss!
To his lordship, Ulfius, The War Duke of Silchester, be this lettre tayke.
May the lyght of Jesu shyne for you in these darke tymes, my olde friend. These paste sixe years synce the passyng of my dearlye departed husbande, your friend and my lord the Earl of Salysburye, Roderick, have been trynge and frauwt wyth peryl moste grayve. I guard the inherytance of my son with what modest womanlye skill that I have.
Synce the regencye began, I had been given grayt counsel by a host of worthye loyal knychts. Three had risen to the fore, and they are Sir Tremayne, Sir Cassius, and Sir Loric. Such skill they wrought at keepynge the devvil Saxons at bay that the other lordss of Salysburye have taken to calling them the Triumvirate, as if they were Consuls of Rome!
The Triumvirate were instrumental in routynge owt the traytorous Sir Hwyel, Sir Jaradan, and theyre fellows. It is with grayte sadness that I report that two of the Triumvirate hath fallen, whilst stopping a shipment of Saxon arms to the traitor DuPlain. His castle, which once gardded our southeyrn border, is now a vassal holding of King Cerdic of occuypied Hampshyr. Sir Tremayne and Sir Loric wert gloriouese knichtes, whose shouldyrs bore the weight of poor Salysburye for manye years. Trulye Our Lorde Jesu hath a playce in heavvin for such as like these two brayve men.
I am also loathe to report that, even with a shippment of siege equipage from our good friend to the North, his lordship, the King of Sugales, we were unable to break DuPlain from his fastness and had to lyft siege for the Winter. We shall try again come sprynge and with Jesu's grayce, we shall be victorioius in routing the last traitor of my son's Countye.
For this reason, I am gratlye sorrowed that I cannot send good fytinge men to your worthye cause. The defense of Huntyngdun and the East is of utmoste importaunce, and tho I cannot spayre the bone and synew of Salysburyemen, I can send this wagon trayne of goods and treasyre to help fund your good effort. In this I am your ally and servant, and know that my son, Robert, Ryghtful Count of Salysburye, supports you.
For the memorye of Sir Tremayne and Sir Loric, I beg your prayers, so that they may come to knowe the bountiful bosom of Our Lady in Hivvin.
Yours in undyinge faith,
Ellen of Sarum
Countess and Regent of Salysburye
May the lyght of Jesu shyne for you in these darke tymes, my olde friend. These paste sixe years synce the passyng of my dearlye departed husbande, your friend and my lord the Earl of Salysburye, Roderick, have been trynge and frauwt wyth peryl moste grayve. I guard the inherytance of my son with what modest womanlye skill that I have.
Synce the regencye began, I had been given grayt counsel by a host of worthye loyal knychts. Three had risen to the fore, and they are Sir Tremayne, Sir Cassius, and Sir Loric. Such skill they wrought at keepynge the devvil Saxons at bay that the other lordss of Salysburye have taken to calling them the Triumvirate, as if they were Consuls of Rome!
The Triumvirate were instrumental in routynge owt the traytorous Sir Hwyel, Sir Jaradan, and theyre fellows. It is with grayte sadness that I report that two of the Triumvirate hath fallen, whilst stopping a shipment of Saxon arms to the traitor DuPlain. His castle, which once gardded our southeyrn border, is now a vassal holding of King Cerdic of occuypied Hampshyr. Sir Tremayne and Sir Loric wert gloriouese knichtes, whose shouldyrs bore the weight of poor Salysburye for manye years. Trulye Our Lorde Jesu hath a playce in heavvin for such as like these two brayve men.
I am also loathe to report that, even with a shippment of siege equipage from our good friend to the North, his lordship, the King of Sugales, we were unable to break DuPlain from his fastness and had to lyft siege for the Winter. We shall try again come sprynge and with Jesu's grayce, we shall be victorioius in routing the last traitor of my son's Countye.
For this reason, I am gratlye sorrowed that I cannot send good fytinge men to your worthye cause. The defense of Huntyngdun and the East is of utmoste importaunce, and tho I cannot spayre the bone and synew of Salysburyemen, I can send this wagon trayne of goods and treasyre to help fund your good effort. In this I am your ally and servant, and know that my son, Robert, Ryghtful Count of Salysburye, supports you.
For the memorye of Sir Tremayne and Sir Loric, I beg your prayers, so that they may come to knowe the bountiful bosom of Our Lady in Hivvin.
Yours in undyinge faith,
Ellen of Sarum
Countess and Regent of Salysburye
Monday, April 28, 2008
Quest for meaning: Dragon
Father Brugan gave me great insight into the recent Dragon raid. Your Chapel still stands...
Sir Cassius
501 AD
Sir Cassius
501 AD
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