N.B.: Paul de Warennes, should he choose to join the melee, will replace one of the Average Warenne Knights in the melee.
Placement in the Charge
Team Lionheart=================Team Lion of Justice
Robert de Vere==================Hamelin de Warenne
Ranulf de Blondeville=============William of Salisbury (Ind)
Roger Bigod=====================Alan d'Aubigny
Lambert de Sacey (Redv)==========Llewelyn mab Iorwerth
Christopher Huntingfield (Bigod)====Geoffrey de Say (Mand)
William of Brunswick (Ind)==========Stephen de Montfichet (Mand)
Richard Lionheart==================William the Lion of Justice
Robert Whitehands (Beau)===========William de Mandeville
Geoffrey de Tournemine (Blond)======Saer de Quincy (Beau)
Richard de Redvers=================Hubert de Burgh (War)
Jean de Poilley (Redv)===============William de Ferrers
Aubrey IV de Vere===================William II de Ferrers
Reserves (Lionheart)
Waleran de Beaumont
Simon IV de Montfort
Matthew de Chesney (Bigod)
Gilbert de Vernon (Bigod)
Gaspard d'Ivry (de Vere)
Darragh MacAonghusa (Ind)
Reserves (Lion of Justice)
William de Braose (de Clare)
William d'Aubigny
John fitzRichere (d'Aubigny)
Walter de Lanvallei (de Clare)
John Curzon (de Ferrers)
Aethelwulf Stansfield (de Warenne)
Melee Roster
Melee Roster
Gm * Man of Angles * Sionnach * Scealai *
Every phrase and every sentence is an end and a beginning,/Every poem an epitaph. And any action/Is a step to the block, to the fire, down the sea's throat/Or to an illegible stone: and that is where we start.
We die with the dying:/See, they depart, and we go with them./We are born with the dead:/See, they return, and bring us with them./The moment of the rose and the moment of the yew-tree/Are of equal duration. A people without history/Is not redeemed from time, for history is a pattern/Of timeless moments. So, while the light fails/On a winter's afternoon, in a secluded chapel/History is now and England --Eliot, Little Gidding
Every phrase and every sentence is an end and a beginning,/Every poem an epitaph. And any action/Is a step to the block, to the fire, down the sea's throat/Or to an illegible stone: and that is where we start.
We die with the dying:/See, they depart, and we go with them./We are born with the dead:/See, they return, and bring us with them./The moment of the rose and the moment of the yew-tree/Are of equal duration. A people without history/Is not redeemed from time, for history is a pattern/Of timeless moments. So, while the light fails/On a winter's afternoon, in a secluded chapel/History is now and England --Eliot, Little Gidding