Greetings
and Well Come to all who visit this land of the North Woods. We bid you good
fortune and and invite you to peruse our many facets for your pleasure.
Note: In researching our history, I found we are officially listed as North
Woods. As I have not found where we were changed, I have corrected the web page
to reflect our registered name. - webminister
Please read Baron Odo and Baronessa Dulcinea's missive to the
Populace
of North Woods. There is now a "wish list"
for our Barony. Please consider these requests. For these and other
missives, including the Baronial Council Meetings, you can find links to them on
the missives page.
Just a reminder that East Fairlight will be hosting the Baronial Council
meeting this Sunday at 2:00 at the Main Branch of the Clinton, Macomb Public
Library 40900 Romeo Plank, Clinton Twp., MI 48038.
To introduce you to the history of North Woods pages:
Unto Áindle ÓDiarmada, greetings from Alison de Winfeld.
I had the joy and
honor to be Master Osric Cumbra's wife.
Hearing that you wished some tales of those no longer with us, I sat down and
noted two incidents of Osric's that I definitely wish people to remember.
:)
In service and remembrance,
Alison
The first story is copied below, the rest is here
- webminister.
(as told to me many years ago, so some
details might not be completely accurate)
A year or so before Osric and I met, the
Shire of Dragonsmark cooked one of the Royal dinners at Pennsic. Being a feast
in the field, with relatively primitive cooking and cleaning areas, the cooks
and servers worked hard and fast in order that each remove be presented in a
timely manner. Also, since it was a camping event, the Shire did not have as
much in the way of serving ware as they might at a local event.
Osric and his good friend, Basilius Phocas,
were working to clean dirty platters so that they could be used again for the
next remove, when Duke Sir Palymar entered their work area to chat with
Basilius. The evening was warm, and he removed his headdress and coronet and
set them aside while he and Basilius spoke.
Osric continued working at a quick pace,
grabbing a clean dishtowel when the one he'd been using was no longer clean or
dry enough.
Then Palymar prepared to go back to the
feast, and realized that while he saw his coronet, he could not find his
headdress. It was red and white checked, of the style I've heard called
kaffiahs.
By a strange coincidence, Osric was using
what he thought was a red and white dishtowel to clean the remains of
strawberries off of a platter.
Both men realized the problem at the same
time, and as Basilius shook with laughter, Osric sheepishly handed back the
headdress, which Palymar took with a disconsolate expression.
From that day on, Osric always kept his own
supply of cleaning rags, and looked carefully at them before using them! And
he made certain to be polite around Palymar, in the hope that His Grace might
not plan some belated revenge.
North
Woods
