Brighthelm Stane Library

Being the public documents available to those visiting Brighthelm Stane without prior appointment.

The Demise of Violet

June 1100 A.F. An open letter from Lasha, Master Fire “To the gracious, most noble people of the Harts, Out of my sincere heartfelt emotions of respect, I commend the following news to you my friends. You are no doubt aware that our mutual friend Joshua McTay with whom we share similar feelings towards had…

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Into the Woods

Not strangers these, but faces known, at least to some. The man had the appearance of Thomas Wychwood, that scion of an unchancy clan of dream-mages and courtly illusionists, and the woman his sister, her face bright and hair spiked in the fashion of woad-stiffened Caledonian zealots. And Thomas spoke to me and asked where…

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Harts Of Olden Glory

A soldiers’s lament. Sung privately by The Company Of The Black Boar for a long time but used very publically after the high level of Harts casualties at their moot in 1102. Since that time it has been used repeatedly after the deaths of faction members, and to steel morale when marching into a battle…

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Paperwork found on dead ritualists on the outskirts of the Greenwood, 1110

James, You are doing the right thing – the Harts, the nobles and court of Albion have strayed from the path of the Trickster. Too much have they given themselves to the law, to duty and honour. They cleave too firmly to the path of the Alpha and of the Consort, binding the Hunter to…

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Heroic Hugo

A Bard of Albion ‘Heroic Hugo!’ cry the bards ‘Righting every wrong! Heroic Hugo, drinking wine And revelling in song!’ Hugo, Prince of Albion, Defending all the free, Lord Warden of the Eastern March And drinker of much tea, Army Marshal staunch and bold Unyielding in the fight: General all-round decent chap, Albion’s favourite knight….

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Behind the Yellow of Cats Eyes

Deep within the forests are roaming clans of catkin, most of which are on friendly terms with those they meet and wish to live in peace with all. They are creatures of the wild but have sworn loyalty to the throne. They have their differences from those of more civilized birth, but generally prefer peace…

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The Beating the Bounds Song

traditional Marchwood Chorus The land that bears the forest Is as rich as any known The trees and plants reach ever down To the strongest Albion stone. The fire in our lanterns Is a light that we all know It lights our way from dawn to dusk When sunlight will not show. The wind that…

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Now We’re Apart – Burdock Of Elm

My love do you of’n think of me, As you wander through the trees. It’s your eternal beauty, That brought me to my knees. My love you are, as pure as driven snow, and you live inside my heart, This place I live, this Albion, Keeps me strong now we’re apart. My love, I always…

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The Enemy

Oh grief immeasurable, The fallen seem as mere sacrifices to your dark cause, My eyes can no longer bear to see the death Inflicted by your unhappy hands, Twisting your dagger poisoned with lies into Innocent bodies, But in your jaded eyes all are guilty, Is this a sacrifice you offer? You call all Albion…

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The Open Grand Council of 1096 AF

Sir Huw de Grognard The Speeches at the Grand Council of 1096 AF Master Violet again hosted the now annual Open Grand Council in his Tower by Loch Tay in Caledonia on the 26th October 1096 AF. The lack of Harts gave the Council an unusual feel, and there was for a change a strongly…

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