Owen ap Aeddan
| Known As: | Owen ap Aeddan ap Trahearn ap Llewellyn ap Gruffudd ap Gwent ap Bredd ap Camden ap Anarward |
| Registered Name: | Owen ap Aeddan ap Trahaearne |
| Current Group: | Namron |
| Past Groups: | Mooneschadowe Northkeep |
| Joined SCA: | Prior to 1996 |
| Last Seen: | Kickin @$$. |
| Rank/Title: | Eorl (Count) |
| Device Registered? | Yes: Per fess argent and vert, three gryphons counterchanged.
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| OP Listing: | Owen ap Aeddan ap Trahaerne |
Persona History:
Interests:
Bardic Arts, Heraldic Arts
Timeline of Activity:
- June 1999 - (From the Northkeep Chronicle): Tenth Annual Castellan Tourney. For the third year in a row, the Castellan title is not won. Lord Owen ap Aeddan wins the honor and responsibility of guarding Her Excellency Sigen as the Baronial Drighton. ("Kill him, Owen," becomes the most feared words heard on the battlefield at the following year's Gulf War.)
- September, 2004: Owen is elevated to the Order of the Chivalry. Owen's Heraldic Processional
- January, 2005: Owen attends Estrella War. (See below for an event review)
- November 2009: Owen is crowned the 62nd King of Ansteorra.
Estrella, 2005:
As I am fresh from the War that is Estrella, I would be happy to share my take on this mighty War.
Lo, did the mighty Northern warriors of Ansteorra meet within the Barony of Wiesenfeuer, and with much tasking, girded our harnesses and prepared for the arduous pilgrimage to the Kingdom of Atenveldt. Our Northern allies, the glorious Kingdom of Calontir, had called for aid in this time of dire need, as war is all around us. Sieur Jean Paul, Equis Cassius Lepus, Lord Yoshi, Lord Julius, Dante and myself left our fair lands to go to the aid of our beloved allies. The beautiful Colete and my Man at Arms Charles the Grey, at the war, joined us making their own way to this mighty battle.
As all good and nobles know, when that much glory is to be had, tournaments must be fought. The glorious tournament that the Kingdom of the Outlanders sponsors was divided into four fields. Only the two most victorious fighters could then move onto the next round of this grand tournament. Sieur Jean Paul defeated two sitting Kings to secure his place in the final round of this tournament. Both he and myself fought our way to the final round and had a glorious time doing it.
As dawn broke on our second day in this strange Kingdom, the call to battle was heard throughout the camps. The might that is Ansteorra was felt by the foes of our Allies this day. Equis Cassius and myself were invited by the King of Artemisia to fight in a Greatsword-only tournament to be held the next evening.
As dawn approached on the third day, again the call to arms was heard. It is hard to describe how mighty the blows thrown at our opponents were, but many were thrown and great was the glory that was had on this fine day. I was most pleased with the gallantry and skill showed by Julius and Yoshi. They did their Kingdom proud. That night Equis Cassius and myself prepared ourselves for the honor of fighting in Artemisia’s grand tournament. The honor and glory that was displayed will not soon be forgotten. The courtesy of this Kingdom should be shouted throughout the known world. I am glad to know such a good man as HRM Reinmar Wolfmeier and his wonderful Queen Albreda Wolfkeeper. I look forward to any meeting I have with either of them in the future. Also their Kingdoms future is well secure, as their Heir, Sir Sean Kirkpatrick Tarragon, is not only mighty on the field but a very model of chivalry off the field as well. I can only hope to get to know him better in the future.
I was told that the Kingdom of Atenveldt was a desert. Now, I have traveled to the western region of our great Kingdom, and it was far more desert-like than Atenveldt. It rained like we were in Meridies throughout the night and into the dawn of the next day. With encouraging words from our mighty King Ansteorra did we take the field, and treated our opponents to the glory that battling Ansteorra is. We fought all day, and in the end, our allies held the field. The time for our departure was nigh. We prepared ourselves, and broke camp. Much ransom and gifts were brought back to our fair kingdom. Already my sword arm yearns for the coming day when our allies call for our help again and we gird our armor on to do glorious battle once again in the far away land of Atenveldt.
This written by my hand Anno Societatis XXXIX
Syr Owen ap Aeddan, a Marchog of Ansteorra
Populace Provided Information:
- A Long Day's Journey Into Knight: A non-member's eyewitness account of Owen's Knighting.
Notable Contributions or Accomplishments:
- 62nd Crown of Ansteorra.
- 3rd Margrave of Gnomon Vale.
- 1st Champion of the Celtic Games of Brad Leah.
- 4th Dreighton of Northkeep.
- 19th Guardian of Mooneschadowe.
- Final Champion of the Mead Bee War.
- 1st Champion of the Rivers War.
- 4th Bard of Gnomon Vale.
- Champion of the Gothic War.
- Bard of Northkeep.
- 27th Protector of Namron.
- Castellan of Northkeep.
- Premier Guardian of the Eclipse.
- 30th Protector of Namron.
- Champion of Wiesenfeur.
- Bard of Adlersruhe.
- King's Champion to Quintus Aurelius Dracontius.
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