I style myself as a bard, not a minstrel. I sing mostly other artists’ work ( though I have a few originals), and as a poet/songwriter I am but indifferent, but I also make it my business to be the rememberer of important things – of history, origins, laws and customs, and also a practitioner of the magical arts (mainly as they are expressed through music or knowledge).

My persona is based in 10th century Ireland, and it is the Irish bardic tradition, rooted in the more ancient (and woefully ill-documented) druidic tradition that I strive toward. I am not a solitary wanderer, but a ranking member of the household of a mercenary company. I think of myself in some respects as an ex-minstrel, having wandered until I found my home and the men and cause to which I will anchor my life.

All this is not in any way intended to denigrate or insult anyone who chooses the style of minstrel, least of all yourself. I admit to you that I was somewhat surprised and even taken aback by your declining my offers of the hospitality of our bardic circle, but I understand how your approach to our game brings you to this choice, and I honor it.

I will also admit that I intentionally chose what I believed to be the hardest song on your list – not to punish you for any perceived slight, but just out of curiosity to see who was this man who would not join my bardic circle. I sat behind you as you sang “The Horse-Tamer’s Daughter”, and so you could not see the tears in my eyes. I will freely admit that you are a better minstrel than me, and I will always be pleased to see you, and consider myself privileged to hear.

I, the bard, honor you as a minstrel, an artist of rare skill and talent, and a superb performer. You are welcome at our camp at any time.

Cellach Cosnocht mac Cuain
Chief Bard to House Brokenheart