Big Heart of Caid
The Big Heart of Caid was given to Catherine Ainsdale of Lancashire
- Catherine passed it to Gwen Hir
- Gwen passed it to Mary Dedwydd verch Gwallter
- Mary passed it to Eridana Ambra Dragotta
- Eridana passed it to Avenel Kellough
- Avenel passed it to Lot Ramirez
- Lot passed it to Beorn of the Northern Sea
- Beorn passed it to Guy of Castle Kirk (See poem below)
- Duke Guy passed it to Baron Sauvage le brigand , called Gestas
- Gestas passed it to Suleiman ibn Rawh
The Path of The Heart
There was a time, not long ago,
When Caid’s hearts were tested.
Dame Thea forged from molten glass
Three Hearts, within invested
Her hopes and wishes, thoughts and dreams
Wisp light yet Iron strong.
She then sought worthies of her min
To pass her Hearts along.
Each Heart was given earnestly,
With this, Dame Thea’s behest;
“Find those who make a difference,
Now, do what you think best.”
These words shall speak for this dear Heart
A precious One of Three;
Of how It came into my care,
And who receives from me…
The first to feel the weight of it,
And know its cooling touch,
Was tireless Mistress Catherine,
Her choice would show us much.
For she chose Honored Gwen Hir
Slight of build yet strong of will.
The Heart grew ever stronger, yet,
Gwen’s pick showed e’en more skill.
For Mistress Mary was the one
To next embrace the Heart.
The dexterous lady for us all
Has played many a part.
Most Excellent Eridana
The Belle chimed next for her.
The Namer to then be so named
It caused a wonderous stir!
She named Honored Don Avenel,
Thought quick and razor keen,
Indeed a nobler gentlemen
There never has been seen.
When Master Lot was next bestowed
This fine Heart of Caid,
It was with pride quite simply said
He’s pure of thought and deed.
Lot said he’d found a massive man
To next entrust this gift
‘Twas then he gifted it to… me,
The shock was real and swift!
I’ve tried for years in Caid’s lands
Its essence to invoke,
Yet clumsily I’ve always felt
As someone grasping smoke.
But now my chance is here to choose
A worthy I must name,
So many gentles in Caid
Are worthy of this fame.
But I have found a true noble
Who has sat Caidan Thrones
Who launches into every task
With grit down to their bones.
This wearer of the Strawberry Leaves
This Parent, Spouse and Peer
Indeed I tell you honestly,
We all are glad they’re here.
So I bestow this precious Heart
Upon you now to find
Another such as you deem fit
To gladden Soul and Mind.
This burden I know you will take
Its heft you shall not shirk
And that is why this Heart now goes
To Guy of Castle Kirk!
by Baron Beorn of the Northern Sea, OL
