So through the rains of summer and winds heralding the coming of autumn, did the valiant and noble defenders of Griffins tor bid welcome to a light hearted and relaxed tourney at Baron Rainer’s’ Yule time chill (even though it was after 12th night)
The past few days had been heavy with rain and wind, sowing doubt and uncertainty within the fair Baron. The fates had spoken in the past and mother nature herself , with her life giving rain, prevented the tourney from happening on the day of Yule.
The fates smiled upon the field this day, as they saw that the ladies of the shire were most resplendent , and that who, even the fates themselves, could let the heavens pour down on upon them.
And as became apparent later that day, the fates knew of some other glorious news and would not let the rains come to spoil this day.
Lord Caerthgyn, Lord Baldrich and young Lorcan presented themselves with grace and honour for all to see.
All combatants did meet each other in noble combat to the best of 3 rounds, where Lord Caerthgyn did try his luck at 2 swords and found it most enjoyable, young lorcan still finding his feet amongst the veterans of the field and Lord Baldrich trying out a different style of defense than usual.
The barrier proved a worthy adversary, with it deciding on when to stop the bout ( the barrier kept His Excellency and Lord Ragnarr busy during the bouts whilst they tried to tame it’s wild nature)
With the tourney complete, much revelry and toasting was had by all in attendance. Young Lorcan did find the sausage and chicken most enjoyable, with the recipe venturing home with him.
The fates still smile upon us, for we still celebrate that joyous news.
All may wonder what this glorious news could be, but that is a tale not for my telling.
