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- 1 Centurion Michall "Micauley" Morison
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- 1.7 Notable Contributions or Accomplishments:
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- 1.9 Mundane Information:
Centurion Michall "Micauley" Morison
Previously Known As:
Nickname(s): Micauley. Dubbed "Yellow Pants" by the audience at Norman Medfaire 2022.
Pronounced: (Mik - All - Ee)
Additional Registered Heraldry:
- Local Offices
- Kingdom Offices
- Kingdom Hospitaler, January 2022 - Present
Born 1535 in Southern Scotland Michall Morison saw the increasing conflicts between England and Scotland, Catholics and Protestants, and the various peoples of the border. Originally an impassioned catholic with a religious and monetary investment in Mary's place on the Tudor throne, after much loss Micauley turned to a life of Privateering in the English seas under the protection of the Letters of Marque. Micauley makes a living from the defeat or capture of Spanish vessels and outmaneuvering fellow privateers.
- Chivalric fighting
- Rapier fighting
- Youth fighting
- Youth and Teen activities
- Wet Felting
- Needle Felting
- Voice Heraldry
- Recruitment and Retention
- Affordable Armoring
Timeline of Activity:
Fighting in the Vindheim Premier Coronet Tourney (December 13, 2021
I wanted to take a second to talk about one of the most important moments for me, one that will likely stick with me forever.
Just before the finals, I had seen Count (now his Highness) Romanius knelt on the ground in the field.
I approached him and asked, as I regularly ask my fighter friends and opponents, "Hey brother, are you feeling good?"
He responded was (this is an approximation, I hope he'll forgive me) "Yes, feeling good, maybe a bit old, but good. How are you feeling?"
I tend to be overly honest, especially about my feelings so I simply told him the truth, "I'm nervous, which I think makes sense, but yeah I'm just trying to kill some of these butterflies right now."
And Romanius nodded and said "Well, I want you to know that you would have my support. If you were to win, me and Deanna would help you however we could and we think you would do an excellent job."
There are so many ways that a man could have reacted to me admitting my nerves. Everything from no response at all to making sure I knew I -should- be nervous, to much worse things. But right before we competed to determine who would be the first Prince of Vindheim, Romanius made sure to speak kindly, offer me confidence, and be a friend.
That is, to me, exactly the kind of knight and leader I strive to be one day. And makes me incredibly proud to look to him as my Prince.
There is so so much to talk about from Saturday, but I wanted to share this moment and what it meant to me and how proud I am that this is the leadership we have in Vindheim and the sort of peer that we have in our Kingdom.
Gulf Wars 30, March 2022
On the way home from Gulf Wars XXX.
This year had some exceptional moments and adventures, some great stories to tell:
-Entered the Diamond Tournament with Diego and won
-Represented Margherita de Mantua in the Meridian Rose tournament
-Got selected for and won in my fight during the Champions Tournament
-Got to crush our foes with the Free Company across several battles
-Watched my lovely feral child make money hand over fist by selling rocks
-Gained 4 new Centurion brothers
-Helped row a party boat all across the Gulf
-Got to enjoy being a degenerate in the back of Ansteorran great court
-Engaged in -heated- debate with representatives from across the known world about white versus yellow queso
-Met a guy that -*knows Jack Mongo*-
And just... so much more.
Gulf Wars is home. It's a family reunion and an adventure and a marathon all blended together and my soul has needed this fuel.
Vivat Gulf Wars.
May 27 - 29, 2022: Warlord + Valor!
This weekend was absolutely bonkers!
I finally landed at home and needed to write out the adventures to help and process all of it.
First and foremost, I've got to talk about Alyss. She volunteered at the last minute for my mad man scheme to hit Warlord and Valor in the same weekend despite this being her first SCA event - ever- . She handled all the craziness, driving, storytelling, being hurled into our culture, and so much more and I am deeply impressed. I hope plenty of you got to meet her, she's fantastic and I think she's finally sold on joining this insane hobby.
Thank you Margery Heron for putting up with my presence, giving us a roof for the night, tolerating and even assisting while I pulled more people in to the Cult of Jack Mongo. You continue to be the best.
Warlord was awesome this year. There's nothing quite like the rush of walking into that facility and bouncing from friend to friend giving hugs and hellos to people that you haven't seen in months.
And the fighting! Oh man, I love fighting that tournament. I learned some things:
- Always double check your helmet padding
- Maybe sit down for a few minutes after get injured
- Floki's helmet is gorgeous but my head is definitely bigger (Thank you again)
- John Drake learns insanely fast and you should not show him any of your dumb tricks more than once
Between teaching what I could, taking some new fighting advice to heart, having a ton of fun with my brothers and sisters in armor, and taking a great many opportunities to make Jason shake his head at me, the Warlord tournament was a blast.
And court... While Loooooooong... Was worth every minute.
Their Excellences Bao and Katerine let me pass out court snacks, because they're geniuses and provided ice cream to the populace that they - clearly- love.
I got to drag Alyss up in front of the crowd as it was her first event, and the terror on her face was peak.
I got to field questions about Floki's very blue and carefully shaped codpiece.
Getting to see those elevations, and how passionate everyone was about those candidates will stick with me for years. I have the great fortune of knowing all three of the people elevated, and knowing how much they truly deserved to become the peers they now are. Those people, and the words spoken about them are no small part of what makes this game magical.
After court and some small car trouble (nothing that couldn't be fixed with a ratchet strap, and a Margery to shove 2 Centurions and a Duke out of the way and actually tie it down) me and Alyss hopped on the road and cruised from DFW to Wichita, KS.
We landed at 6am, had enough time for a hint of a nap, and woke up to the announcement that the Valor tournament list was closing.
Fortunately the List mistresses took pity on my exhausted husk and let me sign in late.
The Valor tournament is one of my favorite tournaments in this game. I love B- sword, but more than that the people of Vatavia - love- watching the show. Every match seems like a WWE spectacle from the audience and we all want to see who's coming up next. - And- I got to fight 2 tournaments, thanks to the kindness of Sir Geoffrey who allowed to enter the Guardian Tournament in his stead. I got some amazing fights, some good moments and bad ones but just being part of the show, getting to talk and joke with friends throughout, it was well worth the drive.
Also: - HSH Romanius' passion for building the relationship between Ansteorra, Vindheim, and Calontir is fantastic to see. When your Prince asks people to join him in the North you go, and I am thrilled to see that brotherhood between kingdoms.
- Mooneschadowe makes some rockin' tacos
- The bag says "Eat Mini Oreos!" not "Eat Many Oreos!" and that's an important difference
- Demitri has excellent choice in ciders, and in friends and I am happy to be counted among them
- Daitan is heckin' good at hitting people with a 3- foot B- sword
I finished out the weekend by hitting the Karaoke bar with Alyssa, bacon and breakfast tacos with the Schadowe, grabbing a tent (that definitely wasn't mine, not even a little *cough*) from the Valor site, and hitting the road with Demitri back to T- town.
We made a few pit stops, told a trillion stories, talked to Alyss about the SCA, fiber arts, and the importance of picking a name before one gets picked for you, and now I'm safely back at home trying to soak it all in. There are so many other things but I've already written a novel lol.
My life motto is Do Stuff, Tell Stories, and this weekend was one for the books. I hope everyone's was this good <3
Populace Provided Information:
- Micauley is featured in the Greate Book of Fighters blog.
- The cudgel Michall received when he was made a Centurion first belonged to Morgan Black Dragon, then was passed to Jason Drysdale, and then to him.
Notable Contributions or Accomplishments:
- Co-Feast Steward, Wiesenfeuer Yule, 2018
- 2018 Dionadair of Northkeep
- Head Server, Feast, Northkeep Castellan, 2018
- 2017 Castellan of Northkeep
- 2017 Bardic Champion of Northkeep
- Sable Sparrow for assistance in the construction of Thorvald's Fort at Will Rogers Boy Scout Reservation
- Sable Falcon for Chivalric fighting for performance during Crown Tournament January 2019
- Winner of Un-belted Tournament, Crown Tournament, January 2019
- Winner of the Diamond Tournament, Gulf Wars 30, March 2022
Non-Armigerous Awards and Recognitions:
Micauley has been involved in several demos and recruitment efforts in the Kingdom including:
- Chemin Noir Sunfest Demo, Phillips Ball Demo, and Community Theater Demo
- Northkeep Tokyo in Tulsa Demo, Maker's Fair Demo, Gilcrease Demo, and Octoberfest Demo
- Wiesenfeuer/Namron Medfaire Demo
- Enid Farmer's Market Demo
- Numerous other recruitment efforts
- Squire to Jason Drysdale
- Clan Blue Feather
- Dionadair of Northkeep
Proud father to daughter Athena
Micauley is a type 1 Diabetic
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