TRAVELS WITH VALLAWULF
SECTION XIX - THE KINGDOM OF GLEANN ABHANN
Part VII - The Death of Edgar Finn
On the 13th day of March, Anno Societatus XLI, being 2007 in the Common Reckoning, as I did prepare myself to travel to the Kingdom of Gleann Abhann to take the field in defense of my allies there at the Gulf Wars, sad tidyngs did reach my ears. His Lordship Edgar Finn, also known as Edgar the Finn or Edgar the White, Chieftain of the Bladerunners, whom I have hiryd to support our troops in various and sundry conflicts, had passed from this wyrlde three days prior.

I first met Edgar Finn when he did travel with a contingent of his Bladerunners to defend Atenveldt at Estrella War 2006. There, they did comport themselves well, both on the field of battle and off of it, fighting as demons with the Wolfhaven unit and assisting all in the encampment. They were well-received in Grand Court as being from "the lands that other people call Gleann Abhann."

It was my honor to fight beside him again at Gulf Wars 2006.

I learned quickly that his name was a reverent whisper, a tired sigh, a shriek of happiness or a curse, depending on who was speaking and when but, to me, Edgar Finn was a great man with a great heart. He was the epitome of the grizzled old sergeant you depend on when your lives are in danger and reminded me much of the fiery King Theoden from LORD OF THE RINGS.

Although I knew him for only just over a year, and our meetings were few and far between, I am proud to have called him friend and ally. You will be missed, my good man. Bladerunners, please honor your chieftain. Honor his name. His spirit. His heart and soul.

Travel well, Edgar Finn. You are always welcome in my halls and my camp.
EDGAR FINN
by Vallawulf Rurikson

Edgar Finn has gone, they say,
Dead in lands so far away,
Pierced straight through his great big heart,
Yet this, you know, is but the start.

His spirit lift' by Valkyrie wings,
And as they bear him on, they sing,
Of glorious deeds he's done through time,
Carrying him off to great Gladsheim.

By sacred gate, waits Bragi there,
To welcome Finn with smile fair,
And lead him through the mighty wall,
Where the Einherjar live in Valholl.

Wake each morn to Gullinkambi's song,
At Idavoll fight all day long,
With warriors who were long ago slain,
For great Odin on Asgard's plain.

Fight ye on, great Edgar Finn,
Fight and feast and dance and grin,
Taste the boar and drink the mead,
For you at Ragnarok the gods shall need.

Your sword and spear are needed there,
And we'll join you not long ere,
To fight and feast in joy and grief,
With the great Bladerunner chief.
Photo by Lady Alina nic an Bhaird
THL Edgar Finn
Edgar Horton White, Jr.
14 September 1947 - 10 March 2007
Device: Gules, in pale a bow fesswise and a sword inverted between flaunches argent, each charged with a sheaf of arrows inverted sable.
ORDER OF PRECEDENCE
Award of Arms (1/15/1991, TRM Michael & Judith, Meridies)
Companion of the Order of the Argent Shield (5/31/1991, TRM Stephen II & Jacqueline II, Meridies)
Companion of the Order of the Guidon of Meridies (2/26/1993, TRM John V & Jane, Meridies)
Grant of Arms (2/26/1993, TRM John V & Jane, Meridies)
Grant of Arms (6/9/1995, TRM Stephen III & Jacqueline III, Meridies)
Poem and a different version of the preface originally published on www.SCAtoday.net (3/18/2007).
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