Barak Ravensfuri

Also known as: Barak de Noirville. His highest award was Lion of An Tir. He was a Knight, a Pelican and a Royal Peer. He was one of the Ravensfuri brothers: Mischka Ravensfuri, Davin Steingrimsson, Dungadar Ravensfuri, Garan Steingrimson, Gunther Ravensfuri, Skeggi Hrafensfuri, and Skapti Thorinsson.

"Barak is picked on by his Ravensfuri brethren, who are currently dictating this posting while drinking good red wine. They would like to share another photo, but I will not be party to the inadvertent exposure of gratuitous obnoxiousness to unsuspecting viewers of this page. However, the boys feel this following photo to be indicative of Barak and I find it less offensive than the first suggestion."

• Reigned once as King of An Tir

This gentle's name has been added to the Scroll of Honor.

Memories

Greetings, AnTir. I am greatly saddened to announce the passing of one of AnTir's leading lights, Jarl Barak Ravensfuri. Please join with me in offering our condolences to Duchess Lao and the rest of Barak's family and friends, who are now grieving. Their pain is surely immeasurable. (edited by Duchess Lao to read:) You may send condolences for the Ravensfury Brothers and his family directly to laohats (at)hotmail (dot)com

Further information will be forthcoming from Jarl Barak's family. In the meantime, please help keep the rumor machine under control and instead focus on helping us all to cope with this great loss.

In Service,

Master Andras Truemark Squire to Jarl Barak Ravensfuri, Lion of AnTir Posted to the Steps November 18, 2008

Pictures

Here's a couple of recent photos from his Facebook album (forwarded by lao yu, lion duchess). Please go to Special Pages - Uploaded Images for additional pics:

Letters to a Squire

Excerpted from a series of letters written by Countess Lao to Squire Barak circa 1987-88, whose courage and perseverance in the lists, inspired her to write it...

The Fourth...
As mortal cloth surrounds the man,
so virtue must enrobe the soul.
The richest robe that can be worn
is virtue’s cloak---noblest of all...

...Moderation in food and drink,
sleep and waking and speech and thought
---equal forces in balance all---
bring victor’s strength in battle’s fought...

...Though he be different from your friend,
allow the stranger proper place,
and learn from him his native tongue;
by tolerance is knowledge gained.

Refinement and propriety
imbues with grace your every deed.
Compassion towards less-fortuned men
will more empower than impede.

Carry always your lady’s love
as guiding force within your heart;
Her soft words heard, her presence felt
although you may be far apart.

With diligence pursue your goal
with vigor that is unrelenting;
With inner strength of titan scale---
formidable and never ending…

The Last...
Such sagas spring from courtly love:
all words are writ to contemplate,
all motions made to stir and wake,
all favors held in innocence.
Emotions stayed by obeisance
to those who hold eachother’s hearts.

The time has come for swords to sing,
for shields to clash and steel helms ring
with valiant deed. In battle’s din
all foes vanquished --- one left standing
to lay claim to the Throne and Crown ---
the next Crown Prince, heir soon to reign.

As others were, so shall we be:
Magnificent in epic deed,
nobility in high esteem,
the gardeners of chivalry,
the keepers of the Crown and Dream,
when you are King, and I am Queen...