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[[Category:People]]
[[Category:People]]
[[Category: 12th Century Personas]]
[[Category: Scottish Personas]]
[[Category: Seagirtian]]




=SCA History=
=SCA History=
Called Reann, but registered by the name Doireann.  The name Doireann is now used by  Dori, “the-Lady-formerly-called-Morel” in Cragmere.  In the 1980’s  she discovered the SCA at demos at V-Con (the SF con in Vancouver).  Making a velvet Tudor outfit complete with fur sleeves which she wore to costuming contests, she quickly found herself right at home with like-minded folk.  It wasn’t until she moved down to Campbell River that she found time to become active in a group.  Her most vivid memory of that early time, is of that small band, on their knees petitioning the king so they might become the Shire of [[Cragmere]].
Called Reann, but registered by the name Doireann.  The name Doireann is now used by  Dori, “the-Lady-formerly-called-Morel” in Cragmere.  In the 1980’s  she discovered the SCA at demos at V-Con (the SF con in Vancouver).  Making a velvet Tudor outfit complete with fur sleeves which she wore to costuming contests, she quickly found herself right at home with like-minded folk.  It wasn’t until she moved down to Campbell River that she found time to become active in a group.  Her most vivid memory of that early time, is of that small band, on their knees petitioning the king so they might become the Shire of [[Cragmere]].


=Whereabouts=
=Whereabouts=


:Currently living in the Barony of [[Seagirt]] but participates in activities all over [[Insula Magna]].
Currently living in the Barony of [[Seagirt]] but not active in the society.
I have many books and binders of research that I would be willing to give away.




=Awards=
=Awards=
#Award of Arms  
 
#Goutte de Sang
*[[Silver Swan]] (Cragmere) - April 20, AS 31/1997
#Order of the Silver Pillar
*[[Award of Arms]] (An Tir) - March 22, AS 37/2003, TRM [[Davin IV and Groa III]]
#Order of the Seagull
*[[Order of the Goutte de Sang]] - May 22, AS 39/2004, TRM [[Skapti III and Asa II]]
#Beacon of Insula Magna
*The Rock (Seagirt) - AS 40/2005
*Bardic Champion of Seagirt - Aug 20, AS 40/2005 through Aug 20, AS 41/2006
*Order of the [[Silver Pillar]] (Tir Righ) - March 24, AS 41/2007 TH [[Ulfgar and Renee]]
*Order of the [[Seagull]] (Seagirt) - March 24, AS 41/2007
*[[Beacon of Insula Magna]] (Seagirt) - Mar 15, AS 42/2008


=Coat of Arms=
=Coat of Arms=
Argent, on a pale vert endorsed sable three escallops argent
Argent, on a pale vert endorsed sable three escallops argent


=Persona History=
=Persona History=


In her own words:
In her words:
"I was christened  Doireann but I am always called by my nickname – Reann. I am a faithful Catholic, I wear the fisherman’s shell, that shows  I have had the privilege to travel to the grave of  Saint James  in Santiago de  Compostilla.  My parents are from Armagh on the Isle of Eire, but  I was born near Duns, in Scotland, in the same year that the good  King Macbeth traveled on pilgrimage to Rome.  My father saw to it that I learned to read and write, and tried to teach me music. My husband and I were married just after  William the bastard took the English crown.  We now live in a village near to where the Blacadder runs into the River Tweed. I have two married daughters and two granddaughters.  I enjoy gardening, games, dance and music.  But politics currently disrupts our lives, for when King Edgar died last year, Scotland  became divided. Our king is weak, so we are fearful of attack from the south.  They are a powerful nation that would steal our sovereignty.  May God protect us. Written by my hand, this day, the eve of  Michaelmas, in the year of our Lord 1108."
 
<i>"I was christened  Doireann but I am always called by my nickname – Reann.  
 
I am a faithful Catholic, I wear the fisherman’s shell, that shows  I have had the privilege to travel to the grave of  Saint James  in Santiago de  Compostilla.  My parents are from Armagh on the Isle of Eire, but  I was born near Duns, in Scotland, in the same year that the good  King Macbeth traveled on pilgrimage to Rome.  My father saw to it that I learned to read and write, and tried to teach me music.
 
My husband and I were married just after  William the bastard took the English crown.  We now live in a village near to where the Blacadder runs into the River Tweed. I have two married daughters and two granddaughters.  I enjoy gardening, games, dance and music.  But politics currently disrupts our lives, for when King Edgar died last year, Scotland  became divided. Our king is weak, so we are fearful of attack from the south.  They are a powerful nation that would steal our sovereignty.  May God protect us.  
 
Written by my hand, this day, the eve of  Michaelmas, in the year of our Lord 1108."</i>


=Infamy=
=Infamy=

Latest revision as of 20:14, 6 March 2018

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Reann at... well you can see where
Information
Resides: Seagirt
Pronouns: Not specified
Date Started: 1980s
Awards: Order of Precedence
Prefered Title: Not specified
Offices:
Heraldry

Argent, on a pale vert endorsed sable three escallops argent


SCA History

Called Reann, but registered by the name Doireann. The name Doireann is now used by Dori, “the-Lady-formerly-called-Morel” in Cragmere. In the 1980’s she discovered the SCA at demos at V-Con (the SF con in Vancouver). Making a velvet Tudor outfit complete with fur sleeves which she wore to costuming contests, she quickly found herself right at home with like-minded folk. It wasn’t until she moved down to Campbell River that she found time to become active in a group. Her most vivid memory of that early time, is of that small band, on their knees petitioning the king so they might become the Shire of Cragmere.

Whereabouts

Currently living in the Barony of Seagirt but not active in the society. I have many books and binders of research that I would be willing to give away.


Awards

Coat of Arms

Argent, on a pale vert endorsed sable three escallops argent

Persona History

In her words:

"I was christened Doireann but I am always called by my nickname – Reann.

I am a faithful Catholic, I wear the fisherman’s shell, that shows I have had the privilege to travel to the grave of Saint James in Santiago de Compostilla. My parents are from Armagh on the Isle of Eire, but I was born near Duns, in Scotland, in the same year that the good King Macbeth traveled on pilgrimage to Rome. My father saw to it that I learned to read and write, and tried to teach me music.

My husband and I were married just after William the bastard took the English crown. We now live in a village near to where the Blacadder runs into the River Tweed. I have two married daughters and two granddaughters. I enjoy gardening, games, dance and music. But politics currently disrupts our lives, for when King Edgar died last year, Scotland became divided. Our king is weak, so we are fearful of attack from the south. They are a powerful nation that would steal our sovereignty. May God protect us.

Written by my hand, this day, the eve of Michaelmas, in the year of our Lord 1108."

Infamy

“The Gift”

It was a hectic day, at our shire’s tournament. The seneschal’s court was overly long, the food was ready and I was impatient. When suddenly I was called into attendance, where kind words were spoken of me and I was handed a beautiful inlayed wooden game board. I gasped, not just any board but the Latrunculi variation that Lord Asa said he wanted to learn. I stood stunned, I forgot everything I ever learned about good manners. Asa showed me the board, explained that Todd had paid the cost of the materials and described its construction. (Mental note: Todd!, Todd!, I don’t even know Todd, I met him once!) It is possible that I bowed but I don’t remember. Afterwards, Asa came over to me and I proceeded to harangue him on how I did not deserve this, on and on and I must have carried on for some time because eventually I ran out steam and stopped. He spoke then for the first time and addressed me as you would a forgetful somewhat slow-witted child. He said “You’re supposed to say thank you”. Truly, I felt my heart hit the floor, and the words “thank you” came out of me in a whisper. Looking back on this now, I am aware, that as lovely as the Latrunculi game board is; it is that lesson given - that is Asa’s gift.