Scroll Text: Laurel for Lucia Elena Braganza

Cerian Cantwr

Feste grade et hastam asperam acremque fer.
In English: Walk merrily and carry a sharp pointy spear.
This could be the motto of Lucia Elena Braganza - bard, musician, scribe,
shenaniganizer, and all around ray of sunshine. Wherever she goes,
you’ll find music, laughter, and probably girl scout cookies.

Her songs are of dancing and the short road to glory,
While some seem straight forward, some are allegory.
She sings about lineage and a bright starry sky,
Of small bands of gold and die, die, die, die, die… die.*

* The fact that we only ‘may’ die proves that Lucia is from the Middle - and not Calontir.

She fiddles, she dances, she carries a spear -
She’ll set up a band which makes dancers appear.
Of peoples and deeds her songs do exalt,
The SCAdian Yodeler is partly her fault.

For these many reasons
(well, perhaps not because of the SCAdian Yodeler)
and on this Harvest Day
Royal William and Isolde will have their say.
To our Royal bard do we gladly bequeath
The Dragon’s fierce song and a laurel’s green wreath.

Done this ninth day of September, AS 52
- While sitting on Our thrones in our Marche of Winged Hills.

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