When a fellow fencer came to me with a plea to help write a mocking poem or song about a king of a non East kingdom at Pennsic, who announced that he wasn't taking shots from RBG (rubber band guns) and was subsequently asked by the marshals to kindly GTFO... I couldn't say no! (I also took like 4 months to get it done, sorry Brigid) but... I present to you...
Jabberdooky.
When the first fundraising auction for Matthew and Fia went out, I put forth an offering of crafting an original song, story or poem for the winner. The winner, as it happened, was my dear friend Countess Megha, a bardic inspiration and colleague, who told me that she wanted me to write something about the upcoming Crown by Rapier. "Well, cool..." I thought "I mean, I've got time, we haven't even DONE it yet, we're not even certain when it'll be scheduled." Fast-forward about a year, and the day of Crown dawned. I decided not to fight, but I was there working with the list heralds and watching SO MANY of my friends step into the lists.
