Shire of Quintavia This is the February 2006 Issue of the Quintavian Milestone,
a publication of the Shire of Quintavia of the Society for Creative Anachronism,
Inc. (SCA, Inc). The Quintavian Milestone is available from This is a Free publication, but donations are appreciated
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Love Bloomed At Pennsic (Story) What were ladies of 15th century reading? Officers Information: Seneschal: Exchequer: Herald: (Milestone Pursuivant) Mistress of Arts and Sciences: Knight Marshal: Marshal of Fence: Marshal of Siege Weapons: Chatelaine: Chronicler: Historian: Webmistress: Acting Minister of Youth: Thrown Weapons Marshal: Youth Combat Marhsal:
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The Quintavian Milestone Sorry for such a late issue of the Milestone! But here it is...better late than never! Spring is getting closer! There is no snow on the ground (or mostly no snow).... It is getting warmer and we are looking forward to the coronation of Their Fair Highnesses Brion and Anna! I am so excited that the spring is coming! Welcome spring! We also had a wonderful Shire Hafla and we have decided to include a lot of the recipes here. So this month there is no Officers Collumns but there are recipes of the Hafla! Yours In Service, Lady Dhanwanti
a true story by: By the end of the first week our household was together once again. Most of us live in the faire Shire of Quintavia in the Great Kingdom of the East. But, not all. Only at Pennsic are we united - together as a family, bound by affection and fidelity. We had settled into a comfortable, familiar routine - idyllic in it's simplicity. All that marred our contentment was the absence of our beloved Head of Household and his Lady. Once again duty called them away from us and they were sorely missed. What warmed our hearts was having Lord Monty and Lady Lidia with us. We had not known what results would come from the news of last year. Monty had learned he was not the father of Lidia's son. Lidia had made her grand announcement on the very last day of Pennsic just as we were all preparing to leave and thus avoided a barrage of questions, and speculations. But here they were, together. No mention being made of the past year, the past news, or the absence of "junior". Everything appeared to be fine, and we respected their privacy hoping they would eventually satisfy our unspoken curiosity. It happened during the second week of war! Unsettling, menacing, taking our attention away from the activities of War. An unexpected visitor came to our encampment. Arrogant behavior be-lying the white belt he was wearing. On that first visit he did not speak. He just stood at the gate of our encampment for a long time, ignoring our inquiries as to his name, or why he lingered. Then he was gone. His departure as silent and mysterious as had been his appearance. For the duration of the war the "Dark Knight" ( as we all referred to him, in lieu of knowing his true identification) made frequent, unannounced appearances - sometimes briefly, at other times lingering - always silently. In the Market Place. In a class. During Court. All of a sudden there he would be, watching and silent. As we strolled about of an evening searching for the soiree du nuit, whenever we stopped he would be there. There was no evading him. Even when the ladies gathered at the battlefield to serve as water-bearers, suddenly he would be standing just off to the side, helmet in hand, watching and silent. Why was he harassing us? His behavior was not that of a Knight and yet clearly he was . What Kingdom was he from? None of us recognized him as being from the East. His shield and arms gave no indication. Our own Knight, the head of our Household, was far away in another land. Our Squires and Men at Arms were at a loss as to how to deal with this intruder who appeared more intent on intimidation than on conversation. Honor the Knight, for knighthood sake, or gang up on him and take him for a midnight ride on the "keg wagon" to the Tuchux camp? It was all very unsettling, especially to the ladies; especially to Lady Lidia. And then it happened. He called out Lord Monty and challenged him to a fight! Monty was not a fighter! He was a gentle soul more inclined toward the gentler arts. He was not afraid, for Monty was not a coward. He was however, prudent. Monty knew he could never win in battle with this dark knight who refused to answer our questions or give us his name. And, even if he thought by some miracle he could win he would not fight for fighting's sake. Monty demanded to know why he had been singled out. Lady Lidia, always demure. Sweet, faire, gentle Lidia whom we all knew was a true Lady, in every sense....well OK there had been a indiscretion here and there. but what lady had not, or could not be swayed to indiscretion on the right occassion, by the right persuasion, in the right..... but wait - I have strayed from the story. Lady Lidia slowly approached Monty and confessed that she, indeed, knew the "dark Knight" ! (Oh, did I mention that the “Dark Knight”
was personified by the mysterious appearance of a new plague rat which
no one in camp laid claim to. Or, that the covert manipulation of said
creatures by certain members of our Household created this positively
True Story, and indicated that at least one person in camp obviously
leaned toward the “dark side”.)
Birka Report By Rocky & Tiny Theodoric
Our bags were packed Saturday morn is all a buzz But Sunday comes and we pack our bags (chronicler's Note: to those that don't know... please see the picture of Rocky and Tiny Theodoric Below)
There were a series of awards given to the younger group
within the court at Birka. An award was presented to a young promising
daughter within Quintavian Borders that pleased everyone immensely.
Lady Jacqueline Stanhope, daughter of Duke Randal the Dark and Duchess
Katherine Stanhope was one of the few young people to receive her
Award of Arms at the whopping age of twelve, at Birka!
HAFLA
RECIPES Lamb and Apricot Stew 2 T. vegetable oil (original recipe came from
Cous-Cous and Garbanzo
Bean Tabouli Unfortunately, I measured nothing in my cous-cous and garbanzo bean recipe.. I can give rough approximations.. 1 1/2 cups fine cous-cous Spices: 1 1/2 Tablespoons onion powder 1/4 cup lemon juice I added the ingredients in the order listed. I tweak the water amount and the amount of spices by eye and to taste.. This is a dish I make for myself on a regular basis, and I almost always have the ingredients on hand.. it's a good warm weather dish. I had decribed it at Halfa as tabouli with garbanzo beans instead of tomatoes..
Middle-Eastern rice: 3 cups basmati rice (no instructions given)
Garlic-Olive Spread
ORDERLY
REMARKS: THE ORDER OF PRECEDENCE
What were French ladies
reading in the early 15th century?
I recently decided to do some in-depth research into the
writings of Christine de Pizan (1364, ~1429). I was surprised to find
out that the French noble class was reading for pleasure. Young ladies
of the court were expected to be able to read at least French. Many
of the men also could read Latin. Try reading something from your time period. It may reveal to you how differently some cultures thought, what was important to them, their political structure. You may be surprised.
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