The skalds at Bragi’s hall have called one of our own to his final home. There is one less voice raised in the Falcon Host this day. Calontir grieves at the passing of the Honorable Lord Toke Ormsson. Let us all pause and raise a horn at the lost of this remarkable man.
Toke has been part of our Kingdom for many, many years. Toke found our Society in the earliest days of the Kings of Queens of Calontir. In his time, he saw almost every Calontir Crown come and go. Early on, he took the path of the skald to remember the history of our Kingdom and to entertain its folk. Evenings would often find Toke sitting around the fire sharing his wisdom and telling the tales of the Old Days. He was known for encouraging new members of the Bardic College and formed many close friendships there.
Toke was first awarded arms by King Voelkmar and Queen Isadorra on a snowy day in February AS XXV. His skill as a bard earned Toke Companionship within the Order of Golden Swan from King Conn and Queen Cadfael. King Rorik and Queen Morganna brought him to their court to award a Leather Mallet in recognition of Toke’s talent for making liquers. These same Royals saw the service Toke Ormmson provided and recobnized this service with a Torse. The long summer nights at Lilies will seem to pass more slowly without the stories and anecdotes the Honourable Lord Toke shared.
THL Toke served his shire and his Kingdom as a fighter and an officer. King Duncan I and Queen Ylva I recognized both his spear and his labors with Companionship within the Orders of the Iren-Fyrd and the Cross of Calontir. His service to the Equestrian Community helped to bring Toke the attention of the Order of the Cross. The fruits of his service are born out by the thriving community of riders that he helped to build in Calontir.
The Honourable Lord Toke Ormmson passed from this life on February 1, AS LVII and is survived by his wife of many years, the Honorable Lady Katrin and his sons Sir Erik and Master Orren. May they and all of the rest of their family feel the love of Calontir as the wings of our Falcon enfold them.
“Now there is silence where once there was singing.
Cold is the fire that called us this night.”
-Words by Master Mikal Hrafspa called the Ram
Sing Non-Nobis
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