Styrkarr Jarlsskald

Counter-ermine. A wyvern, in chief three mullets of eight points, argent.

Fourth Baron of Wastekeep from July 19 AS 43 / 2008 to present. http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2187/2762021010_6822d98533.jpg

Honors and Awards;

Sergeant of Wastekeep Aug 18 AS 25 / 1990

Award of Arms Jan 12 AS 25 / 1991

Blasted Tree (Wastekeep) Oct 5 AS 26 / 1991

Jambe de Lion Sept 4 AS 28 / 1993

Heavy Champion of Wastekeep June 19 AS 29 / 1994 through June 24 AS 30 / 1995

Knight Sept 4 AS 29 / 1994

Baron of Wastekeep July 19 AS 43 / 2008

Lion's Torse Dec 5 AS 44 / 2009

King's Favor Jan 9 AS 44 / 2010

A&S Champion of Lyonsmarche Apr 24 AS 44 / 2010

Rapier Champion of Lyonsmarche Apr 25 AS 44 / 2010

Heavy Champion of Akornebir May 1 AS 45 / 2010

A&S Champion of Wastekeep Oct AS 48 / 2013

A&S Champion of Akornebir Nov AS 48 / 2013

Squires

Halla Hrafnsdottir - currently residing in Lochac

Skaldi Vandraeðaskáld

Arawn MacPhaelan - Foster squire

Ragnar Aðelstan

Hengist Helgison

Gudrod

Students

Sigrun Osrikswife

Former Squires

Phelan Tolusmiðr

Phillip de Mantel

Recent skaldic work: Coronation of Eirik and Drifinna I

Lyrics and chord progression for filk, "The Squire"

Other skaldic work:

Squiring ceremony for Halla Hrafnsdottir, Phelan Tolusmiðr, Phillip de Mantel, Skaldi Vandraeðaskáld, Diego, and Tiernan Dal Cais (the last two for Daegar Fairhair)

Knighting ceremony for: Sir Aethan, Sir Duncan MacKinnon, Sir Eirik Daegarsson

Pelican ceremony for: Countess Inga

Coronation ceremony for: Tiernan and Miranda II, Cedric and Elizabeth I, Cedric and Elizabeth II

Crown finals presentation for Cedric and Elizabeth I and II

The Saga of Daegar Fairhair (presented at Sport of Kings VII)

Multiple other pieces of longer or shorter length at the requests of many friends...

“THE SQUIRE” – filk lyrics and chord progression by Sir Styrkarr Jarlsskald Sung to the tune of “The Boxer” by Paul Simon

[C] I am just a poor knight and my saga’s seldom [Am]told

I have [G]squandered youth and vigor

For a [G7]white belt and a [G6]gold chain, such is [C]chivalry.

All I sug[Am]gest, sometimes a [G]fighter feels what he wants to feel

And disre[F]gards the [C]rest. [G] [G7] [G6] [C]

When I [C]first picked up my sword and shield I was no more than a [Am]boy

Un-ac[G]customed to the armor,

Facing [G7]belted knights with [G6]strawb’ry leaves and [C]swinging scared.

Aiming [Am]low, I would [G]hit them and would [F]hit them

But they’d just holler [C]“no”.

That’s when I [G]realized that [G7]this is [G6]how it [C]goes,

Li li [Am]light, li li [Em]li li li li light, that blow was [Am]light.

Low, flat, [G]tippy, oh no it skipped, that blow was [C]light.

Asking [C]only for some training I went looking for a [Am]knight, but I got no [G]offers.

Just a [G7]come-on from a [G6]stick jock, Daegar [C]Fairhair.

I do de[Am]clare at the [G]time I was so des-per-ate I [F]took the red belt [C]there.

Mmm mm [G]mmm… [G7] [G6] [C]

Li li [Am]light, li li [Em]li li li li light, that blow was [Am]light.

Low, flat, [G]tippy, oh no it skipped, that blow was [C]light.

Now I’m [C]packing up my armor bag and wishing I was [Am]home, feeling [G]old…

Tired of [G7]young squires and their [G6]long sticks always [C]beating me…

Bruising [Am]me-e… to the [G]bone… [G7] [G6] [C]

In the [C]eric stands a squire and a fighter by his [Am]trade, and he [G]carries the reminders

Of [G7]every blow that [G6]slipped his guard and [C]struck him, till he cried out

In his anger and his [Am]shame,

“I am [G]leaving! I’ll try archery!” But the [F]squire still re[C]mains.

Mmm mm [G]mmm. .. [G7] [G6] [C]

Li li [Am]light, li li [Em]li li li li light, that blow was [Am]light.

Low, flat, [G]tippy, oh no it skipped, that blow was [C]light.

Li li [Em]li li li li light, that blow was [Am]light.

Low, flat, [G]tippy, oh no it skipped, that blow was [C]light.