Jared Alexandre Blaydeaux
fallen in Spring Crown Tourney, A.S. XXVI
For Selene you did your best
The mettle of Caid to test
But Fate played you a heartless jest
And laid Jared Blaydeaux to rest.
Mahmud Ali bore down your sword
And drove your body to the sward.
To Selene you'd pledged your word
And so you rose to face the horde.
Robyn Ruadh next faced your steel;
You brought the doughty lad to heel.
Then Sir Caius was made to feel
The temper of your fighters' zeal.
Karolyi Attila then met
And caused your lady love regret:
Upon your life his sword to whet;
Upon the field your blood to let.
But even heartless Fate be moved
By protestations of true love.
To Selene your heart was true -
So life and love Fate gifted you.
-- Pippin Skylark