ANST-Announce - Ansteorra's Crown Tournament  Ulf Gunnarsson
ulfie at Sun Mar 4 16:34:33 PST 2001  The day was dark and
dreary. Rain drizzled off and on, and the wind bit cold through
damp tunics and cloaks.  The best fighters in Ansteorra gathered
to determine the Heirs to the Lion Throne.  Dukes and counts,
knights and squires, all men of might and honor, met on a muddy
field to match swords with one another.  Before the list
started, Earl Barn Silveraxe, already a Peer, was made a member
of the Order of the Pelican.  That noble water fowl was a
perfect omen for the weather.  The rain continued.  The number
of combatants dwindled as even the best were laid low to a
faster or cleaner shot.  Finally three stood to do battle: Earl
Daffydd, Jarl Timo, and Sir Duncan.  Earl Daffydd twisted a knee
in the clinging mud of the water-slicked field, and regretfully
withdrew, leaving a jarl facing a thane, round shield against
heater.  Blows were thrown and one fell.  The combatants rose.
Again a flurry of blows, and