To the ancient stones I venture, to hear the voices of the ancients, to visit with the ancestors, for wisdom, guidance, strength for the coming days, for there is a fight of legend upon the land, the lands of men, at war with each other, brother fighting brother, sister against sister, the ancestors weep as they listen, they weep as they watch conflict unfold, they wonder, they wonder why, of all times when brother and sisters should be In the shield wall, struggle together, the ancestors tell me when struggle is upon the land, we must come together as one, for brothers and sisters should not fight themselves, we are meant to fight for each other, to bring us through the struggle, instead we lose brothers and sisters everyday to senseless violence, the ancestors sit with me, and they tell me of past times, times of bloodshed, but also of peace, they tell me to do better, to heed their mistakes, and to learn, for learning is how we move forward, they tell me and I listen, they say walk the path of the warrior, that the path has not and will not be easy, that a warrior who loves, will teach all to come together instead of apart, the ancestors speak to me in the dreamworld, not with words, but with feeling and thought, with love, for all need to learn and know love, this is my path, this is the path of many to come, I will not be the last, or the first, I am a warrior nonetheless, for I have listened, I continue to learn, I watch, I fight not to harm, I fight to uplift, one day I shall meet my creator, one day I will feast with the ancestors, I will tell them of how I fought, with courage and honour in my heart, ALWAYS…..
Tale of the Dented One - Landon postnikoff/ Hallbjorn Skjalda Hrafnsson
(disclaimer: i'm not a knight yet. but it works for the concept)
Part 1
There once was a knight in dented armour, who in modern times is a warrior,
Though he takes up the sword and dons a helm on the weekends,
His warrior spirit of yore never ends,
A friend who will follow you and fight till the end,
a loyal, honourable, chivalrous warrior of life, he who has faced more than enough pain and strife,
in one life,
Enough to cripple and defeat any man ordinary,
and that is why this warrior is extraordinary,
He who has fought many battles,
Both physical and of the mind,
He would do what he could to bring peace to his mind,
And all the while he fought and fought till tired of fighting,
The scars are with him till this day and will be forever more,
But that will not stop the knight in dented armour, for he shall continue on,
He has met and made many a friend, who he now calls family,
They fight side by side be it physical or mental,
and they are all very, instrumental,
His goal is to bring peace to those,
who need it most,
As he helps them conquer their dragons, and at the end he has made many a friend,
So let us not forget,
If he could teach us anything,
It would be to find the ones who need you most,
And lift them out of their holes….
Cause everyone needs a friend.
Part 2 (written about the tournament of the Golden Swan October 2022)
The dented warrior has ventured forth once more
This time in search of renown, he has many friends, and they have had many adventures throughout the kingdom!
He has been through fierce battles over the past years and has lost some people along the way,
He has survived a plague, one that is his fiercest and most evil enemy,
He has fought wars in his mind gaining ground where he can and losing it in other places,
All the while searching for love and someone who deems him worthy,
One day on one of his ventures throughout the kingdom with his friends old and new,
He was to fight in a series of trials to deem him worthy of being named champion and defender of his people,
Before he took the field for his trials, he was asked to become a student,
A student to a great and noble and honourable lady, of which he could not decline,
There around the two, the dented one swore his oath to his teacher surrounded by his chosen family and friends, this pleased him and many greatly,
The dented one entered the field of honour, with courage in his heart, while friends and royalty watched with all eyes on him,
He saluted his most worthy and honourable opponent, who also inspires him to be a great fighter, and who the dented one counts as a friend,
The two squared off and went at each other with their honour and chivalry showing on the field,
The dented one started with the well named hammer of doom, also known as the bell ringer,
His worthy opponent tested him greatly but fell to the might of the bell ringer.
The dented one and his opponent went at it for 27 rounds, the furthest and most the dented one has fought in years,
The princess looking on satisfied with the results, declared the dented one worthy of the title of champion,
Later that day the princess presented the dented one with an award of arms and granted him the title of lord! He was also given a very big spear and named champion of his people after deeming him worthy of the title,
Lord dented one went home victorious celebrated by his friends and family, they love him for who he is
To be continued......
All of a sudden i woke up. The air was chilly in my quarters, or so I thought. As i became more conscious I realized the force had given me a vision. I was known to receive more visions than most of the wisest masters in the order. Some say it was a gift, some, a curse. This vision was different however, as I could make out faces of friends and people I had met before. At first it showed smiles and laughter and then it went to cries of sadness and screams of pain and fear. I was at the centre of it all. The fear, the pain, and the suffering. After I had gone to the refresher, and changed into my robes for the day. I was putting on my belt when a knock on the door startled me. I clipped my lightsaber on my belt and went to see who it was. I opened the door and saw my padawans smiling face greeting me. "Good morning acros" I said as i walked out into the hall. "Good morning Master Joruun. Did you rest well?". I looked at him "not particularly". "you had another vision didn't you?". he had a look of concern on his face. "yes, yes i did". "you look tired master, maybe something to eat will help?". I smiled at my young Padawan. "your right lets head for the dining area". we started walking towards the dining area.
"that hit the spot. i do love bantha bacon and pancakes for breakfast". "so do I master. the kitchen staff have really improved in the past couple of months. well, at least I think so". I nodded and smiled at Acros. he was a very smart, bright, and caring Padawan. everything a jedi should be. "now go attend to your duties and classes, i must go speak with the council." i said to him in a kind tone. "yes master, i will find you when i am done". "very well Acros. you have yourself a peaceful day". we then parted to go to do our duties.
I was walking in the temple gardens when my holo communicator started buzzing. I took it out of my pouch and activated it. A blue hologram appeared from the holo-projector. It was Master Kenntri of the jedi high council. "master Kenntri, how may i help you?". "well master Joruun, the council has sensed a disturbance in the force. and we need your help in this matter. meet us in the council chambers as soon as you can". "very well, i shall be there as soon as i can. joruun out"