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For Wat of Sarum

Pennsic War XXXI, Aug A. S. XXXVII (Aug 2002)

From the Cliffs of Ardchreag

Comes Wat of Sarum

His white robes stained red

With his life’s blood

And that of his enemies.

Not expected at War he came

And stood with the Isen.

White bear roaring on his chest,

He fought in every battle

Partook in every melee,

Fought with bravery and courage

And a ready smile.

On the bridge he was THE might of Septentria

Fighting on his own for us all,

Fighting with the strength of seven men.

All this, and more, he did for us.

All this he did, though he was not oath-sworn.

When War was done Wat was called to court,

He swore as Isengesitha,

Was given an armband by Cynred,

Given a Bear’s Claw by Gaerwen.

Wat, the bravest of us all.