My Chivalric Culture poem

Date: 09/08/2013 at 06:05
From: Squire Arkailus Ancyrion of Immunes Praetoria
To : Everyone
Subj: My Chivalric Culture poem

Hello, everyone. This is a short poem I wrote for my Chivalric Culture trial, within the Wardens. The focus of the poem is about my time within the Wardens, so I though I'd go ahead and share it.


I awoke to the world, sight filled with Creation
To the Vashnar mountains, peaks capped with snow
I joined the Wardens and their disciplined haven
The sun dipping down with a soft amber glow

To start, the Novitiate Rites, I passed with great ease
I trained and studied hard, blurring together in a haze
My superiors, like Dame Jhaeli, seemed to be pleased
Time passed and two months only felt like a few days.

Neonate, an achievement, evidence of my growth
Complete with new duties that were fun and pristine
Granted to me by the Spire, to recite the Warden Oath
To be a stalwart defender of the Spire and Cyrene

Evident of my new rank that I was entrusted with
I got a blue-banded friend, to assist as my companion
The next month, I had awoken to a surprising gift
Lord Phaestus granted me an exotic peregrine falcon

Decades pass by as I rise to the rank of a Squire
A lot of duties to fulfill, though I knew that I could
Having experienced a lot in my time with the Spire
In hopes of finally achieving my dream of Knighthood

Through sickness, hardships, pain, worry, and strife
I am a Warden of Cyrene and I will defend with my life.

Penned by my hand on the 25th of Glacian, in the year 634 AF.