Many years ago, there were several young gentlemen starting in the SCA, and they were discussing names with the heralds. These men were all in different parts of Calontir, and this was before the current days of easy communication between groups. As many people do, they all started at the beginning of the alphabet looking for a good Celtic name. One by one they all came upon the name Duncan. They asked the heralds they were working with if there were any other Duncans of note in Calontir. The answer was invariably “No. There’s Duncan Bruce of Logan, but he goes by Logan, so you should be good.”

Each of those men ended up registering Duncan as part of their SCA name.

Several years later, as all of them became more active at a kingdom level, they came to realize they had inadvertently created a sort of brotherhood. The Duncan Collective was born, and you WOULD be assimilated.

One year, Duncan Fearmac MacLeod decided there were enough Duncans that there should be a Duncan Tournament at Lilies War. The prize was possession of the Duncan Brain (a brain shaped nerf football). To particpate you had to take a Duncan name for the duration. Some of the memorable ones I remember were Duncan Godjira, Isadora’s Duncan, Slam Duncan Sven, and The Old Duncan (Caught Fire). There were many others. The tournament was always fun, and usually quite silly. In fact, when it became a mark of prestige to win, the Duncans decided to end it, giving the brain to Alvira, wife of Duncan 11 of 9.

If you look in the OP you will find 16 gentles with the name Duncan, proving that it is still a popular name, despite our best efforts.

— Duncan Prime —

Sir Duncan Bruce of Logan

Ed. Note:  HE Duncan Bruce of Logan has provided a couple of short historical articles. The following is an introduction to Triatia for those who may be unfamiliar with it.

For those of you too young to have been there, or too old to remember, here is a brief (and biased) history of Triatia.

Triatia consisted of the Barony of Forgotten Sea and the Shires of Carlsby and Crescent Moon. It was ruled over by the Lizard King Sir Otto. Since there weren’t enough fighting events to suit His Imperial Majesty, he declared war on Vatavia.

It was a wonderful event that included a Base Brawl game, where the batter had to hit a softball with a single sword, and then run the bases, killing the person guarding each base. Since the rules didn’t state that the person guarding abase had to stay there, His Lordship Tomeki (this shows you how long ago it was) ran from third base to help defend first. The umpire (Her Ladyship Eleanor Isabeau D’Autun ) said he couldn’t do that. An argument ensued, he kicked dirt on her boots, she ejected him from the game, and it ended with a bench clearing brawl. What a great time.

There was a second Triatian War, about which the details are much fuzzier in this reporter’s memory, except for the rock bowling, in which Sir Eringlen bowled a rock through the walls of someone’s modern nylon tent.

The third and final Triatian War was with Three Rivers, to claim the rights to all things Three. It was a cold and rainy day, that culminated with His Grace Shadan in a prom dress in a dunk tank. Oh, and His Majesty Rorik declared the war a tie and everyone should go home friends. The only other comment of note was Sir Lars wanting to take home the clay that was made by churning the straw in the battlefield into the mud created by the bridge battle to make pots.

I said it was brief, didn’t I?

— Logan —