There is always uncertainty about the woods battle as it is literally people fighting in between a bunch of trees. Tuesday afternoon we received word that we would have to fight the alternate scenario on the battlefield. Some people were overjoyed not to fight in the woods. Others, like myself, were sad about the change. Then there was the threat of weather. This year’s Pennsic was hot. Not brutally hot but it bordered on uncomfortable and potentially unsafe if you weren’t careful. Rain was also forecast for Thursday. It wasn’t shaping up to be a great day but this was my Midlands day and I would not have missed it even if I was not bound by contract.
I arrived at their camp as the rest of the fighters were armoring up. Once again I was grateful for the group wagon to carry some of my things when we mustered under the field pavilion. The captains did their usual huddle to discuss rules and tactics while the rest of us relaxed and waited for orders. We get orders. And then changed orders. Then it was time to fight. That part I knew. Lining up with my Midlands pals was second nature. Take the flag in the center and hold it. It was a timed battle with no holds to check to see who controlled the flag. Another last minute change: there will be holds to check who controls the flag. Okay, go!
We dug in, stuck together, and did our work. Long story short, we had numerous holds and the original 90 minutes was dropped to 60 minutes then I think to just 35 minutes before they called the battle over due to a heat advisory. It wasn’t particularly fun and we all went back to camp… and arrived just as the storm came in. We snacked, drank, and chatted until the rain ended then chatted a little more. It was good to socialize with those fine people.
Tuesday morning started much like Monday morning. I woke up early, ate my granola bar and trail mix, slowly armored up, grabbed my sword and shield and marched out of camp. I was to fight for Constellation (Indiana), specifically under the command of Baron Fergus MacPherson. Having already tucked one battle under our belts, the veteran fighters were quick to muster and ready with arms for the day’s scenario. Before us lay five bridges, all parallel to one another, varying in width but spanning the same distance. Our army’s goal was to hold the majority. That meant we had to keep more soldiers on the bridges for as long as possible.
Unlike the previous day, my commander was in line with us, shouting commands and running the unit. I was set between two young men, Scipio and Torsten, on the front line. We were to run in as fast as we possibly could, gain as much of the bridge as we could for the rest of the army, crush into the opposing forces, and hold that line. It was a suicide mission. We knew it. Rush in, throw up our shields, hit as many people as we could, make room for some spears to poke through, and die valiantly. But that’s exactly what we did.
When the battle was over we reset and moved down to the next bridge. Then when that one was through we moved to the next bridge. And the next. Until all five were fought, contested, and either won or lost. It was a ton of bloody fun fighting with the other fighters of my region. I never lasted terribly long but that’s how it goes being a hired hand.
Fergus, Sig and I retired the field together. I welcomed the use of their wagon to get most of the way back home. We chatted for a while and relaxed as His Excellency and I had already taken care of my wages. I had the evening to myself and thus soaked in all Pennsic had to offer for I knew I’d have to fulfill another contract the next morning.
The contract as written in French:
Cet acte a fait le sixième jour d’Août, dans le second règne du roi Cameron du Midrealm, témoin que Arthur Nathaniel Archer ne se lie lui-même, pour la période d’un jour, neuvième Août, au baron Fergus MacPherson, pour le soutien de notre Roi agressif desseins contre l’Orient. Son Excellence granteth lui quarts et d’entretien pour dit Arthur et de l’avoine et des écuries pour sa monture, pour être son homme d’armes et de lui faire le service mentionné ci tous les autres de la manière suivante; ledit Arthur, sur avertissement raisonnable, doit être prêt à tout moment quand il est que le dit Fergus lui ordonne de venir à sa présence et dans toutes les régions et lieux, à voir avec le service avec lui, et pour le séjour et rouler avec autant d’hommes que ledit Fergus est de céder ou de commande sous sa livrée. De plus, le dit Arthur ne se lie lui-même à cet acte et elle doit tenir le conseil de Fergus dans toutes sortes de choses qui sont légales et douce, et elle ne doit pas être libéré que par mot de Fergus, ou par l’accomplissement de ses fonctions, comme indiqué ci-dessus. Et le dit Arthur a de ladite Fergus le troisième d’un tiers de toutes sortes de prisonniers prix et les gains acquis par voie ou de la fortune ou de l’aventure de la guerre. En foi de quoi, les parties ci-dessus à ces présents actes ont mis à leur sceau à la guerre Pennsic le sixième jour de anno Août societatis LI.
And translated in English:
This indenture made the sixth day of August, in the second reign of King Cameron of the Midrealm, witness that Arthur Nathaniel Archer does bind himself, for the period of one day, August ninth, to Baron Fergus MacPherson, for the support our King’s aggressive designs against the East. His Excellency granteth him quarters and maintenance for said Arthur and oats and stabling for his mount, to be his man-at-arms and to do him service afore all other in manner following; the said Arthur, upon reasonable warning, shall be ready at all times when it shall like the said Fergus to command him to come to his presence to and in all parts and places, to do with service with him, and to sojourn and ride with as many men as the said Fergus is to assign or command under his livery. Also the said Arthur does bind himself to this indenture and she shall keep Fergus’s council in all manner of things that are lawful and gentle, and she shall not be released save by word of Fergus, or by fulfilment of his duties, as specified above. And the said Arthur shall have of the said Fergus the third of a third of all manner of prisoners prizes and winnings gotten by way or fortune or adventure of war. In witness whereof the parties above to these present indentures have put to their seals at the Pennsic War the sixth day of August anno societatis LI.
Many people have fonts memorized so when they pull out a pen or brush they can simply “go”. Others need assistance from time to time, whether that be looking at something for reference or tracing directly. In recreating the style of historical medieval manuscripts I have found it useful to create a virtual representation on the computer before committing more expensive media.
Find an image you like in a book or online.
Download the highest resolution image available. If it’s in a book, you can scan or take a picture with a digital camera or phone to get a digital file to work with.
Find an appropriate typeface. For this example, I searched online for “Luttrell Psalter typeface” and found it to be Gothic Textura Prescisus. The following search for “Gothic Textura Prescisus” resulted in a downloadable font called Textura Prescisus.
Bring picture into editing software program. I use Adobe Illustrator.
Adjust artwork to correct size. The Luttrell Psalter is 350mm x 245mm with a 253mm x 170mm text space. You can choose to size it differently to suit your project but realize that’s a departure from the source you are working from.
Recreate type on the page. Medieval texts, especially Latin, can be difficult to read. In this particular case I found what Psalm 1 said in English then translated it back to Latin to figure out for certain which letters were which.
Beatus vir qui non abiit in consilio impiorum et in via peccatorum non stetit , et in cathedra pestilentiae non sedit. Sed in lege Domini voluntas ejus,et in lege ejus meditabitur die ac nocte. Et erit tamquam lignum quod plantatum est secus decursus aquarum, quod fructum suum dabit in tempore suo: et folium ejus non defluet; et omnia quæcumque faciet prosperabuntur.
Try to match the text as well as possible. The default font will almost never match what you are trying to emulate. You will need to adjust these things.
First adjust the leading, or the space between lines of text.
Then adjust the kerning, or space between individual characters on a line. This can be applied to the entire copy and also between individual characters to best match the original calligraphy.
Swap any characters that do not match. The medieval s often looks like an f. If the typeface is robust you may have choices for alternate characters and ligatures. You should now have an editable digital recreation of the example.
Note: The true benefit of this method is to give a convincing appearance to copy differing from the source material. If you are recreating not only the style but also the exact wording, or it is a very short passage, it would be easier to just copy or trace it directly.
Paste copy (award scroll, indenture, etc.) Copy and paste the text into your modified text box. Feel free to fuss with the kerning and characters to best match the style you have so far been modeling after. This is where your creativity and eye for detail comes into play.
Know that we, in recognition of the honorable works & deeds of Serf, especially for reasons, are minded to make unto them and (note the spelling error. The website I pasted the text from contained the error) Award of Arms.
We bestow upon them the right to bear Arms as duly registered within the society and all responsibilities and rights conveyed by elevation to this rank without let or hindrance from any person from this day onward. Done by our hands this day Anno Societatis LI from somewhere.
Print out Black and white print on fairly thin white paper is best. Do not change the size to fit the paper. Print out at 100%.
Tape printout to light box then tape whatever media you are using on top of that. I tend to use masking tape or painters tape to do as little damage and leave as little residue as possible. I use this same method whether I’m copying to heavier paper, Bristol board, parchment, or vellum.
Write! Put pen and ink to paper using the printout as your guide. The style of pen and ink are up to you. Some prefer chisel point markers. Others use fountain pens or dip pens. Some even cut their own quills. Whatever you feel comfortable with and achieves the proper line weights.
Finished. Your calligraphy is done. Sometimes (as with my contracts) that’s the end of the artwork, but other times you will add illuminations and border artwork. I will likely finish this scroll in the style of artwork from the page in the Luttrell Psalter. I’ll post that blog when I get to the illumination.
For the story up to now, please see parts I, II, and III
I awoke extra early Monday morning to arm myself. The other fighters in camp gave me some strange looks when I strolled out more than an hour before muster. When I arrived at the Brotherhood encampment I was informed that Savaric would not be fighting with us. He was to marshal the battle, leaving Roderick in charge. This was not a problem. I’m certain that when commissioned to fight with a company or under a particular lord’s banner in the middle ages you wouldn’t directly, or even indirectly, follow that individual. We were to fight as the King’s guard however. With that in mind the troops marched to Midrealm Royal camp to escort His Majesty. A grand entrance we made onto the field. At that point we settled to wait for final assembly and instructions to move out.
The Middle Kingdom was to defend the castle first. My place with the army was on the right flank in front. I was shield to Conri’s spear. It was fun but we were forced to retreat into the castle. From there we attempted to stop the enemy forces from coming around our far right but to no avail. The opposing army had taken the castle. We needed to get it back. It was now our turn to attack. Right up the center we ran, knocking back wave after wave. Dust got kicked up when we hit the road but we kept pushing all the way around and into the castle, eventually retaking it and ending the morning’s conflict. I had not exerted myself that hard for that long in some time. Cameron and Amelie held a field court as I hydrated, but immediately sought rest after and retired to my pavilion.
I was still under contract until Savaric released me so in the early evening I headed back to his camp. I had been invited back for dinner, which I was grateful for, and the night was full of merriment. I was able to socialize with the fine soldiers I had the pleasure to fight with earlier in the day. The night wore on and His Excellency asked for a table to be set. We all gathered around, including the King and Queen. With their Majesties came our contracts, freshly stamped with the kingdom seal.
Many kind words were spoken about our deeds. I was humbled and honored. It was time to conclude our affairs. Count Savaric spoke some special words to myself and the group before we shared a drink from his mug and payment was issued. He was not content with paying the 2 oxen yoke worth. No. I was compensated with a hand struck coin of solid gold. Savaric was generous in his gift, his praise, and his hospitality. I will cherish the memories as well as the tokens from our agreement.
It was dawn on Saturday at Cooper’s Lake Campground. A long day lay ahead as no one was yet awake, I needed to set up my encampment, then hunt down the four commanders to finalize our contracts. Until now I had only been in contact with them online. Once set up and properly dressed I grabbed a small box provisioned with the tools necessary to complete the indentures and set off.
My first encounter was with Baron Fergus. I was fortunate to have caught him early and still in his camp. He welcomed me in and we settled to conduct business. While I had wax, a lighter, and a base for dealing with the melted wax, we were attempting to do this outdoors. The breeze kept blowing out the flame. Getting enough wax down over the knotted cords became tricky. After grabbing a longer utility lighter along with some creative maneuvering we were able to get enough prepared for his seal. It worked beautifully so we repeated the process, including my seal. Fergus insisted on payment in advance: a pouch of hand struck coins and both black and white salts. A sharp knife and one wavy line later we had our finished contracts.
Confident that this mobile waxing box worked I strode off to the Midlands encampment. Captain Duncan was not present so, wasting no time, I hiked across the battlefield to Lozengia. Count Cellach was also not in. I was informed he was out fighting. The Brotherhood’s camp was a longer journey but not overly taxing and, as luck would have it, found his Excellency at his tent. “When do you want to do this?” Savaric asked, “Surely not now. We need witnesses.” We agreed I’d come back late in the evening so more could be involved.
Back to Midlands I traveled with my box of contracts… This time it was a success! Duncan was receiving guests and I was expected. The methods used with the Constellation contract were repeated successfully. He was sorry to inform me that they had left my payment at home. Not caring to leave a friend empty handed I was given some pungent spices as compensation. Duncan wanted a satisfying tear when we split the indented parchment so I merely scored a line with my knife. One rip and another contract was done.
Cellach and I did meet up at one point and the best time for him was the following day at the Combat of the Thirty. With this noted I had only one remaining task for the night: The Brotherhood.
Evening has settled over Pennsic. Torches and lamps were lit. When I arrived at Savaric’s camp not only were their other gentlemen and ladies there to witness our dealings but the King himself! The process for the seals was slightly different as he had prepared votive candles and spoons melting the wax. With little effort all the pendants were sealed, mine on red with an “A” and his on black with a cross pattée. We were blessed to have Cameron bear witness to the sealing of our contracts and he signed the back of the vellum. Once the contracts were separated they were kept by the King for the application of the royal seal. These contracts are unique in this regard.
Sunday was another busy day. I was present at the Combat of the Thirty only as a spectator this year. Ready again with my box, Cellach and I meant to take care of matters on the field. This proved improbable, especially as I no longer had a heat source with me, so we retired to his encampment after the battle. Once in a controlled environment everything went smoothly and the final contract was completed. Having just won a ring from a ransom, his Excellency used it as his signet as it bore both a chivalric belt and lozenges from his heraldry.
We attempted to tear the contract in two but the goat parchment proved quite sturdy. A deeper score was made and the halves were at last separated, concluding the written formalities. It was now up to me to fulfill my end of the bargain by serving each man as dutifully as I could.
If you have not done so already, here is a link to read Part I
The battles were determined. My commanders were notified. I was ready to put pen to paper. Almost.
The Brotherhood Sir Cecil de Tueurleon had been my primary contact but ventures abroad meant I was now involved with Count Savaric de Pardieu. We had agreed that I should fight on Monday’s scenario, which was named The Mother of All Battles. My payment, as suggested by Sir Cecil, was coin in roughly the period cost for 2 oxen. After doing some research I found that to be gross overpayment for my services. However, on this website all about medieval prices it shows that the yoke itself (sans oxen) costs 2 shillings in 1350, which isn’t as far off. The final contract copy was the following.
This indenture, made between the noble men Lord Arthur Nathaniel Archer, on the one hand, and Count Savaric, on the other hand, bears witness that the aforesaid Lord Arthur, along with his arms, armor, and shield, is to remain as a man-at-arms with the aforesaid Count Savaric, for one day, the eighth day of August, to go with the said Savaric wherever he wishes to make war, receiving the customary wages at the choice of Savaric, which is to say for himself equal to two yokes for oxen, or 8s. And the aforesaid Savaric promises that he will pay to the Lord Arthur, before his departure from service, in full, as specified above. And in case the said Count Savaric wishes that he shall have support at court, Lord Arthur, as is specified above, shall advise his lord and pay him the traditional feudal aids required on the knighting of the lord’s eldest son, the marriage of the lord’s eldest daughter, and the ransoming of the lord should he be held captive. And concerning the prisoners which may be taken by the aforesaid Savaric, or by his men, the aforesaid Arthur shall have additional wages drawn of the profits of their ransom. Written at Pennsic, the sixth day of August, anno societatis, the year LI under our great King Cameron.
I used goat parchment from Pergamena and oak galls ink made by a gentleman in the SCA who goes by Ian the Green. My process for all the contracts was the same.
Pasted copy into Adobe Illustrator.
Selected an appropriate typeface that represented the period I was trying to recreate. I used WirWenzlaw and EtBoemieRex and adjusted them to my needs.
Tape down a print out of the layout to a light box then tape my parchment over that.
Pen directly onto the parchment using the print as a guide. I used a Speedball 512 nib as I found it worked best with the uneven nature of the parchment.
The choice to pen the contract in French was threefold. French was common among English nobles in the 14th century, translating English to Latin online is an uncertain enterprise, and it simply looked cool. Now I just needed to do the other three…
The Midlands Captain Duncan ‘The Monster’ wanted me especially for the woods battle. Thursday it is!
This indenture made the sixth day of August, in the second reign of King Cameron of the Midrealm, witness that Arthur Nathaniel Archer does bind himself, for the period of one day, August eleventh, to Captain Duncan for the support our King’s aggressive designs against the East. The Captain granteth him a fee of 1s, or twelve pence, to be his man-at-arms and to do him service afore all other in manner following; the said Arthur, upon reasonable warning, shall be ready at all times when it shall like the said Duncan to command him to come to his presence to and in all parts and places, to do with service with him, and to sojourn and ride with as many men as the said Duncan is to assign or command under his livery. Also the said Arthur does bind himself to this indenture and she shall keep Duncan’s council in all manner of things that are lawful and gentle, and she shall not be released save by word of Duncan, or by fulfillment of his duties, as specified above. And the said Arthur shall have of the said Duncan the third of a third of all manner of prisoners prizes and winnings gotten by way or fortune or adventure of war. In witness whereof the parties above to these present indentures have put to their seals at the Pennsic War the sixth day of August anno societatis LI.
Lozengia Count Cellach MacChormach would have me under his banner for one day, and any others I may have had free at Pennsic. We agreed to Friday, the field battle. Decisions on payment went back and forth but eventually settled with a fancy soda, or as I put ink to paper, “a bottle of sensible drink.”
Constellation Baron Fergus MacPherson was in command of the regional troops this year. He was the last man I was able to contact about this enterprise but was receptive and offered payment of “quarters and maintenance” for my service as man-at-arms on Tuesday’s bridge scenarios.
It was time to go to Pennsic and meet the requirements written on each of these documents.
In January 2016 I moved from Illinois, or in SCA terminology, the region of the Midlands, to that of Constellation (Indiana). When fighting in melees I had always run with the Midlands, so what did this mean for this year’s great War? I had a number of options in front of me: I could remain fighting with my old region, start fighting with my new region, or choose between a handful of knights and households who have shown recent interest. But then I thought, “Why not fight with all of them?” I have always half-joked about being a freelancer. What better time than now to truly express that sentiment?
At this point I decided that looking for a historic analog would be helpful. After poking around some I decided that contracting myself out to various groups would be appropriate and entertaining. In England in the 1300s formal contracts of indenture existed for all manner of things: Land grants and other properties, rents and stewardship, apprenticeships, and others including martial services. These could be contracts by the King for a local lord to supply troops when necessary, subcontracts by captains for archers and men-at-arms, and other forms of indenture between soldiers and commanders.
Contracts contained 5 important elements. I’ll try to not go into too much detail here.
Service the client was to perform.
Conditional relationship between reward and service.
Clients reward. Paid in various ways – Feudal incidents (life grants of land, grants of escheats, financial aid, rent charges, corrodies, or payments of cash annuities), wardships, marriage of heiress, appointments to benfices (permanent church appointment such as a rector or vicar).
Contracts often stipulate not entering service of another lord without permission and that if the terms of the contract were retracted by the king, the contract would thus be voided and the pay would not have to be met.
Finally, these contracts created lifetime relationships and punctiliously limited rewards to the life of the client.
With this newfound inspiration it was time to reach out to my contacts in the Society; commanders of the groups I wished to fight with.
Thank you for your interest in my participation with ______ at Pennsic. I don’t see that the daily battle scenarios are posted yet but I wanted to let you know what my plan will be. I am reaching out to the heads of the various households and commanders of the regions to figure out which day I am to fight with which group. Once that has been determined and the service and payment has been agreed upon I will draft up individual contracts in medieval style that spell out the details. Here are some payments that seem most flavorful and adapt well enough into the context of the SCA and Pennsic:
Payment of cash (Footsoldier 8d, Ensign or Light Cavalry 1s per day).
Free quarters and maintenance during my service. I take this as a meal and a place to camp for one night for my services on the field for one day. For practical reasons I will accept hospitality in the encampment in lieu of actually staying the night in the camp.
Livery fabric, badge, or article of clothing to display while in your service.
Token or memento of service performed.
My plan was to see what similarities and differences exist between the regions and houses in the Middle Kingdom. Casting a wide net at this particular event ensured the collection of a lot of data in a short amount of time. I was interested in being more than “SCA Fighter Default” and to that end sought more knowledge about my position in the armored community through this experiment. I also hoped not to just fight with them. In negotiating a contract for services there is inherent time spent with at least the commander of the groups. One of my payment suggested provisions for the night. I liked the idea of fighting with a group, then retiring to their camp for dinner and evening entertainment. More than anything I wanted to have fun playing with medieval feudalism concepts and apply them to what we do in the Society.
The overriding goal is to look like a medieval man from a particular place and time. For me, that is an English nobleman from about 1350. I plan to cover both my civilian clothing and military equipment.
I started in the SCA (Society for Creative Anachronism) with a vague idea of what a medieval person wore. I knew that I liked knights at height of chivalry, plate armor, and that I was uncomfortable with tights and puffy shoulders. This eventually led to a focus on the 14th century in general. The battles of Crecy and Poitiers in particular were most exciting, being major English-won battles during the Hundred Years War. With that in mind I limited my recreation to between 1340 and 1360. Then I was introduced to The Order of Saint Sebastian; a 14th century living history group that reenacts English archers in the year 1359. Working within that time frame tightened up my research even more and when I began to assemble armor for SCA purposes, it made sense to keep a similar time frame. The narrow window seemed necessary to get it “right”.
Household Archer. Olde English Faire in Peoria, IL. June, 2014.
This blog will help document my kit is at its present state. Historical costume is always a work in progress. Elements will have photos and illustrations with explanatory text provided when necessary. Sources will be cited when it is imperative or convenient.