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Ruaidhri said:
Good and gracious Master Wystle
I beg a boon of you,
That you take me for apprentice,
An act you'll never rue.
My oath I give to serve you well,
In every way I can.
I swear before those gathered here,
My Lord I am your man.
I shall write tunes to your pleasure,
And verses at your will.
With diligence I will e'er strive,
To attain better skill.
I shall partake in tests of art,
At least one time each year,
And not perform for gentle folk
When drunk from wine or beer.
My head I'll cover with a cap,
In seemly modesty,
When in the company of those,
Of fair nobility.
To your attention shall I bring,
The unknown in our art,
Whose skill and words inspire the mind,
Or lift the weary heart.
I shall perform for those you wish,
At any time you will,
And shall commend to you those who
Are worthy of your skill.
With gentle modesty I'll aid
The fledglings of our art
And with or thought of recompense
Good lessons shall impart.
When you journey to the northern shires
My doors shall open wide
Shelter and hospitality
Shall wait for you inside.
Should you e'er fall in battle Lord
Your Lady I'll defend,
And guard her honor and her life
Until my days should end.
I shall not beg of you largess
And thus burden your pelf
Nor bring discredit to your name
(That you can do yourself.).
To those Households you call your own
I shall myself affix,
The House of Master Wystle
And noble Bellatrix.
Upon my honor I will keep
The vows I've sworn this day,
Beshrew my soul, if ever I
This solemn oath betray.
Then be my merry Master, Lord,
Your bondsman I shall be,
And serve you with my wit and works,
In sweet felicity.
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Efenwealt said:
Good Lord Ruaidhri - an Cu, I see
Thou art a dog. I bark at thee.
(woof woof.) :-)
But know you always and forever,
Your oath I hear and shall endeavor
To be a just and worthy Master
In times of peace and of disaster.
In law and custom of this Land
I shall provide a guiding hand.
For though your talents make you great
Your Kingdom lore is second rate. :-)
On stories, songs and poetry
I'll give my best advice to thee.
Though narrative art is not my best,
To learn from you shall be *my* test.
I'll seek out patrons of good name
To earn you fortune, and great fame.
I'll teach you flute (perhaps guitar)
and good stuff for your repertoire.
When travels bring you near my castle,
My home is yours. You are my vassal.
And all I have is yours to use
My knowledge, wisdom and my muse.
Our House is made of friends, not bricks
As we are kin to Bellatrix.
And their support do we afford
To you and all of your accord.
And should you die or fall most ill,
Your family shall be like mine still,
To serve, and honor, and protect.
Your wife and sons I shan't neglect.
Know that all honor you may reap
Is yours alone, and yours to keep
But any disgrace or evil deed
Reflects most foul and ill on me.
Now I have promised all things, save one-
Anything else that might be fun!
For all I've said, I make my oath
Let these, our verses, bind us both. |
