Lord Ranulf came from the far North,
From Shasta Province journeyed forth
To seek to win the Western Crown,
And so in springtime came he down
With sword in hand and sturdy shield,
And took his place upon the field.
The weather it was less than good
(In fact it rained on where he stood).
But Ranulf, he had come to fight
And hacked and hewed with all his might,
Quite undeterred by passing shower
(Although its passing took an hour).
But 'though ferocity he had,
And skillful was this warrior lad,
Before the end he was cut down
And to another went the Crown.
But cloaked in glory did he fall - -
He's not so stupid after all.
"Long ago, the West Kingdom bards decided to produce poems for every fighter in each crown lists. We carried this on for several years before finally faltering. A large number of bards were required, since the lists kept getting larger and eventually the effort involved wore us out. Even so, we published two volumes of the best of the fighter poems. I was president of the college of bards of the West Kingdom at that time and I regard that effort as perhaps the most satisfying thing I ever achieved in the SCA." -- Steven MacEanruig
The West Kingdom History Website was created by and is maintained by Hirsch von Henford (mka Ken Mayer).