By the Barony of Cynnabar on 2017-11-04
Come and be counted, | say Kasha and Ermenrich
To hard-willed Hjorlief | whose hands are fruitful;
Here in Our hall | he will have mind’s worth
Till, slain, he slumbers | the sleep of the sword.
Reddened war-shields | ring in the rampage
As Cynnabar’s swords | sunder the enemy:
The mêlée’s delight | he leads to the hosts;
His door he throws wide | to workers of war.
A bright day brings | that brave-souled lord
Who has a heart | like his to share;
Ever will his era | be told of on Earth
And men will praise | his merit and might.
Thus do We, Kasha and Ermenrich, Baroness and Baron
of Cynnabar, grant unto Hjorleif Ottarsson Our Award of
the Tower’s Foundation. Let none countermand Our
Based on an excerpt from “Hákonarmál” by Eyvindr skáldaspillir (10th century).
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