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[[Viscountess]] '''Bernadette Ebhilín Árd''' is a resident of the [[Barony]] of [[Lions Gate]].  Along with [[Ulf Bloodfoot Fallgrson]], she was the [[Ulf and Bernadette|fourth Princess]] of [[Tir Righ]].
[[Viscountess]] '''Bernadette Ebhilín Árd''' is a resident of the [[Barony]] of [[Lions Gate]].  Along with [[Ulf Bloodfoot Fallgrson]], she was the [[Ulf and Bernadette|fourth Princess]] of [[Tir Righ]].


She was autocrat of [[Tir Righ Summer Investiture XLI/2006]] and the Autocrat for [[Twelfth Night Coronation XLII/2008]]
She was autocrat of [[Tir Righ Summer Investiture XLI/2006]] and the Autocrat for [[Twelfth Night Coronation XLII/2008]]


[[Image:IMG_6500-2-1.jpg|frame|right|[[Viscountess]] Bernadette at Tir Righ Spring Investiture 2007]]
=Awards=
== Personal Memories ==
 
 
=Personal Memories=
The first time I remember meeting Bernadette was at [[Warren War]] in A.S. 37ish.  I was playing Tablero late at night when a powerful craving came over me.  "Spinach dip!"  I shouted.  "This man needs spinach dip!"  I couldn't shut up about spinach dip.  After a few more minutes of ranting, a beautiful lady gracefully shoves a trencher of the creamy delicacy under my nose.  Resplendent with carefully torn tufts of bread for easy dipping.  I looked up, stunned and amazed.  It was Bernadette brandishing the plate of gastronomic goodness.  "Before I give this to you, you have to agree to help me strike my encampment tomorrow."  "Agreed, m'lady."  Said I as I (politely) wrenched the coveted gloppiness from her delicate grasp.  The next morning, as agreed, I found her to help with her camp and made a new friend in the process.  --[[Hjlmr inn Danski]]
The first time I remember meeting Bernadette was at [[Warren War]] in A.S. 37ish.  I was playing Tablero late at night when a powerful craving came over me.  "Spinach dip!"  I shouted.  "This man needs spinach dip!"  I couldn't shut up about spinach dip.  After a few more minutes of ranting, a beautiful lady gracefully shoves a trencher of the creamy delicacy under my nose.  Resplendent with carefully torn tufts of bread for easy dipping.  I looked up, stunned and amazed.  It was Bernadette brandishing the plate of gastronomic goodness.  "Before I give this to you, you have to agree to help me strike my encampment tomorrow."  "Agreed, m'lady."  Said I as I (politely) wrenched the coveted gloppiness from her delicate grasp.  The next morning, as agreed, I found her to help with her camp and made a new friend in the process.  --[[Hjlmr inn Danski]]



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Bernadette at Tir Righ Spring Investiture 2007
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Argent semy of shamrocks, on a roundel vert four hearts in saltire conjoined at the base Or


Viscountess Bernadette Ebhilín Árd is a resident of the Barony of Lions Gate. Along with Ulf Bloodfoot Fallgrson, she was the fourth Princess of Tir Righ.

She was autocrat of Tir Righ Summer Investiture XLI/2006 and the Autocrat for Twelfth Night Coronation XLII/2008

Awards

Personal Memories

The first time I remember meeting Bernadette was at Warren War in A.S. 37ish. I was playing Tablero late at night when a powerful craving came over me. "Spinach dip!" I shouted. "This man needs spinach dip!" I couldn't shut up about spinach dip. After a few more minutes of ranting, a beautiful lady gracefully shoves a trencher of the creamy delicacy under my nose. Resplendent with carefully torn tufts of bread for easy dipping. I looked up, stunned and amazed. It was Bernadette brandishing the plate of gastronomic goodness. "Before I give this to you, you have to agree to help me strike my encampment tomorrow." "Agreed, m'lady." Said I as I (politely) wrenched the coveted gloppiness from her delicate grasp. The next morning, as agreed, I found her to help with her camp and made a new friend in the process. --Hjlmr inn Danski