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491 - Battle of Terrabil

As told by Sir Guy de Woodford

The year of our lord 491.

The year started as the last one ended, badly.. I was alone in my manor, my friends had their own manors to attend too but they stopped in from time to time.

We heard news that did not bode well, apparently Duke Gorlois had disobeyed King Uther`s request for him to winter with the King and made a swift retreat to Tintagel one night. Uther was obviously very angry, it is an honour to winter as the King`s guest, and Gorlois had spurned him. Apparently Uther flew in to a rage, and after spending a night in his own counsel, he called forth his army to march on Cornwall.

Leon, Dalan and I responded to the call immediately, but when nearing our destination King Uther split the army, half to Tintagel with himself, half to Terrabil with Prince Maddock. Having been on many outings and fighting along side the Prince for many years now, we followed Prince Maddock eagerly. It turned out to be a siege of a fort called Terrabil. We patrolled the area for a few days, stopping supplies, routing scouting and foraging companies sent out from the fort. We were sitting and enjoying some food on the third eve, discussing plans of the routes North and how best to combat the constant foraging parties when we heard the trumpet call for attack.

We were at war! We three calmly armoured ourselves and attempted to mount, but they were on us and spooked our horses.

At that moment something came over me, it was like somebody else had taken control of my body and I was sat back watching as all reason fled, I attacked with no thought of self preservation, first taking a mighty blow but near cutting in half my attacker.

Leon hit his attacker square in the jaw spinning the man from his feet, but this man was not to be finished so easily, he stood and proceeded to land a lucky blow knocking Leon to the floor, I charged to the aid of my friend knowing that if I were to fail in hitting the traitor with my next swing then Leon would be dead. thankfully I did not miss and clove the man in half from the waist. I dropped my sword at this point, kneeling to help Leon, I dared not look to see if he had passed, it was all that was keeping me sane… I heard a scream from behind and saw Dalan hit the ground, blood pumping from his leg… I again lost control of myself, I charged the foe that had cut down Dalan and cut his head from his shoulders in a single stroke. Both of my friends were down and I heard the call to rally to the flag… I dragged my friend’s bodies to safety and charged in to the fight, some veteran knight blocked my way so I skewered him on my sword and moved on…

Ahead I saw the cowardly Gorlois sitting atop his horse facing Prince Maddock who was unmounted, then it all seemed to go very slow, I saw the princes sword go flying through the air, then I saw Gorlois slice into the princes shoulder, a mortal wound, Gorlois was asking the prince where his father was, I must admit, seeing my Prince, my leader, dare I say it, my friend, slain by such a treacherous cur as this made my blood boil. I charged Gorlois, I chopped at his legs and cut through armour, flesh, bone and horse flesh such was my anger, the horse toppled and trapped Gorlois underneath… as I stepped over the horse to end Gorlois, I saw his bodyguard rush me, at that moment I believed my time to be up, I said goodbye to my son, I said my goodbyes to my friends, I made my apologies to the king for not arriving in time to save the Prince, I prayed to God and thanked him for this opportunity to see my wife and son again.. But it was not to be, I skewered Gorlois on the end of my sword and was pulled back with the line of retreat to protect the prince’s body. Then the cry of “the duke is dead” went up from the enemy and they retreated back to their camp, I made my way back to my friends, sad that I would not see my wife just yet, but happy that God still had a purpose for me in this life. After recovering for a day, we marched, with the prince’s body to Tintagel to see the King. The King was taking no visitors the first day as he was grieving, but I managed to see the King the second day and explained my part and apologised profusely for not being able to get there quicker. We waited in Teribel for a week whilst arrangements were made to move to Stonehenge to bury Prince Maddock, after the week we travelled and attended the funeral.

The King stayed at Earl Roderick’s manor as it is close by Stonehenge, while we returned to our manors to host guests of the funeral. I hosted a dour old man, somebody from Warwick, but all he wanted to talk about was fishing.. how boring!

Leon put on a feast, a huge grand thing that everyone was invited too, I found out why when I got to his manor. He had the Earl of Hampshire staying with him, and he had brought with him a pretty little thing, his niece apparently. Leon was trying to get me married off again.. bloody idiot. So I danced with the young girl, she turned out to be quite the dancer, and she was witty and not as dull as I thought she might be. I bade her goodnight as she left early but I think I upset her uncle as I got a little too drunk and called the Earl “His Dudeness” After the feast, I said goodbye to my friends and the Lady Merryl, and headed home. Where upon my arrival there was a herald, the King was to get married within the month, to the widow of Gorlois. She appeared to be very pretty when I laid eyes on her at Lincoln, and she seems to be astute. So good luck to the King. I will of course attend the wedding as only befits a Knight of my station. The wedding was nice, a huge feast was put on and much dancing and singing was to be had, the King also gave gifts, Dalan was asked if he would take on another squire, a young lad of a great family, god help him, I have seen what happens to Dalans squires.. Leon had a deep and interesting conversation with Merlin, who had a prediction that Leon would only die alone, which means he will outlast Dalan and I, as we will not let him be on his own, nor will his wife, but I think that’s more to keep his drinking under wraps! I, however, was given a special gift by the King, he announced my betrothal to Lady Merryl. Which came as somewhat of a surprise, but a pleasant one. We have not set a date yet, but it will be soon I hope. I did however meet a rather unpleasant Knight, I can’t remember his name for he was a tit. But he seemed to know and thoroughly dislike me, he made it quite clear that he was after Lady Merryl for her hand in marriage. He may have thought a little more about it though as he confronted me AFTER the king had announced our marriage. After a good party I went home, but was called to Sarem immediately. I arrived to find Leon and Dalan there also. We were told by Ser Roderick that we were to become Banneret Knights! Excellent..

We obviously held a party for our good news, and so ended a good year.

God bless the King, Gwiona, Bruce and Merryl.

490 - Felling a King

Here follows the accounts of Ser Guy De Woodford in the year of His Lord 490.

This started out a good year for my friends and I, we were called by Earl Roderick to Lincoln to join the Kings army and give battle to the Saxon hordes.

The battle raged on for near to 6 hours before Gulwar smashed through and felled the Saxon giant ……, the line collapsed, and is it did, Dalan, Leon and I saw the Saxon King, Octar, surrounded by his bodyguards. We didn’t even stop to think, we made haste to intercept the king before he fled. Upon approaching the Saxon Kings position his bodyguards closed with us and we clashed weapons, Dalan and I took a Heorthgenart each while Leon rode on to confront the king, Leon took a mighty blow from the King which unhorsed him, Dalan and I feared the worst. But Leon stood and remounted. When Dalan saw Leon hit with such a blow he became enraged and hit his foe so hard that he knocked him clean off his mount, the Saxon performing a full somersault before hitting the ground, Dalan rode over his foe and despatched him with a well placed blow.

I saw Leon mount as the King closed with Dalan, I distracted my opponent and Leon split the Saxon from shoulder to rump from behind, even cutting the saddle off the horse.

We three converged on the king then, although a mighty warrior he was, he was no match for us three friends, we are well trained together in how best to defend each other.

Not one of us passed through this fight without some sort of wound, but it was a hard won battle in the end. We were praised by King Uther and Earl Roderick on the field and were invited to feast at the King’s feast off it.

The Kings feast was a feast beyond any I have been too, I cant remember too much as we were trying to keep Dalan from embarrassing himself in front of the women, I was asked to dance by a fair lady who would not accept no as an answer.. I informed her that my wife was much smaller than her as a dancing partner and I think she may have taken it as an insult.. Leon talked to a Pagan Priest for most of the night, im not sure what about. These pagans are a strange bunch.

After the battle we headed into Saxon country to raid the villages, we did very well out of it, Dalan and I managed to sell the livestock and goods to make a pretty sum while Leon found some sort of Axe, apparently blessed by something.

We headed back home after a couple of weeks rest and recuperation in Lincoln. I was glad to see my wife again.

When I returned I sent my mother to one of the other manors which had had a bad year, I instructed my mother to bring the Manor out of its rut, as she is an able steward. Alas, disaster struck, whilst putting out the fires in one of the barns that had taken, she was lost.

I had her brought back to Woodford, oversaw her wake and then saw her buried next to my father.

Whilst taken aback by this upset, Gwiona sprung on me that she was with child again, another boy. I called a party for all; the house staff, sent mead to the farmers and loggers, and informed the Earl of my good fortune. Later on as the autumn months passed, Gwiona fell ill, I had the Priest pray for her and the Medic look over her, they assured me she would be fine. But it was not to be, in early winter I buried my wife and unborn son in the garden I rebuilt for her. My year which started out so well turned out to be terrible, I informed the Earl and her ladyship, as the Earls wife was a close friend of Gwionas. I called my in-laws for the funeral feast but had a modest affair, as she would have wanted. Leon took me out for a drink and got me blinding drunk I couldn’t stand for three days, apparently I tried to ride one of the hounds to an imaginative battle!

Whilst out on this binge of drinking, I think that is what Leon called it, I met a Knight called Ser Ungar. A mountain of a man, good to laugh with, easy to talk too. He has taken up residence in one of my manors, I forget which.

Dalan and his wife have commissioned a painting of Gwiona I can place in our room, which I have now moved out of.


And now we are in to the Spring of 491, I hope this will be a good year, heaven only knows I need one.

487 - Sailing and Raiding

From the journal of Sir Guy de Woodford

Journal of Ser Guy De Woodford
Year of our Lord 486

After a somewhat exhilarating winter which found me with manors and horses I would never have dreamed of, and the soon to be father of a child, my wife and I were called to Ser Roderick’s court to attend the arrival of the King, Uther and his entourage.

Gwiona and I attended and saw our friends there, Ser Dalan and Ser Leon.

The feast was called as the Kings son, Prince Madoc Had returned from a journey upon which he had collected treasure, a lot of treasure, and glory beyond belief.
486 - Sword Lake
486 - Sword Lake

In the year of our Lord 486, three young knights are charged to patrol the roads of Sarum to Amesbury.

Sir Dalan de Steple Langford, Sir Guy de Woodford and Sir Leon du Stapleford set off from Sarum in the spring of 486 to travel north on a routine patrol towards Amesbury, taking stock of the the roads, travellers and reports from Earl Roderick’s vassels holdings. For 3 days they traveled via Stratford, Durnford and then Lake towards Amesbury meeting few travellers along the way including a man of the Christian cloth and a peasent merchant, both heading for Sarum. The monk was greated warmly by Sir Guy de Woodford who offered a donation and sent the man on towards Sarum. The peasent merchant was told to visit each of the knights manors with his wares rather than travel to Sarum where he could sell his wares directly to the knights retainers and stewards.

485 - Food and War
Feasting, battles and romance

The later part of the feast at Newton with Earl Roderick was a modest affair. Each of the knight spent time flirting with the ladies of court, and surprisingly all having their advances acknowledges rather than spurned.
Sir Leon managed to pass off Father Tewi’s spiritual guidance against overindulgence, trust the Father to remind a Pagan knight of Christian virtues. Meanwhile Sir Guyoverheard some knights malicious gossip regard his own person. Being the better knight and of noble birth he ignored such slanderous old wives tales and carried on with the feasting.

485 - New beginnings
New Beginnings

In the year of our Lord 485, four young squires undertake their last training under Sir Elad at Vagon.

Dalan, George, Guy and Leon must complete their training and show that they are worthy of becomming knights this year. The trials begin with two rounds of lance play versus targets and quintains. After a reasonable show, the squires are then told to race each other on horseback.
After a certain amount of trepidation from the squires they begin the race with George and Leon off to flying starts. Guy seems to have issues with his horse and its pacing. In the race George pulls ahead of the crowd and starts to celebrate early, whereupon he falls from his horse just before the finish line. As he struggles back on his horse Leon manages to pass him and win the race.


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