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Revision as of 20:54, 5 July 2018
HG Lycurgus "Loke" de Loch
aka Lucurgus de Loch al-Barran, Lycurgus de Lock
Persona:
- Who, what, where?
- Link to Calontir Armorial - http://armorial.calontir.org/Pages/LycLoc.htm
History in the SCA:
- Timeline:
When started in SCA Significant events since then (competitions, championships, tourneys, first event, etc.) * Add something Link to Calontir OP - http://op.calontir.org/persona.php?p=1857 Link to Outlands Order of Precedence - http://wimble.outlandsheralds.org/individual_record.php?PersonID=1695
- Groups and Affiliations:
Current Group: Previous Groups: Guilds, Households, etc:
- Offices:
Local Offices: Regional Offices: Kingdom Offices: SCA-wide Offices: Other service:
Other Information
Websites, photo-sharing, etc.
In Memorium
His Grace passed at 12:45 pm, December 13th 2014, with a sword in one hand and loved ones at his side.
| ==For Lycurgus, by Master Andrixos== |
| post by rdeaver |
| A noble man of passions strong, |
| From freshest bloom of youth. |
| He made his path, oft right, oft wrong, |
| But spoke unwatered truth. |
Chorus: He drank of life much more than most,
And savored 'til the end
So lift your glass and say a toast
To Duke, to Knight, to Friend.
Two neighbor realms this man did share, Outlands and Calontir. The Stag amd Falcon's heart laid bare. Each kingdom sheds sad tears.
He is now free from struggles all, From pain, from toil, from strife. Though he did fight the Reaper's Call, Too large he was for life.
For each man Death shall call his name, When comes the end of time. But 'ere I live I'll sing his fame 'Til I find for orange a rhyme.
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