Voltan Oath of Nobility
Warrior: "(Lineage) I am _____, son of _____, grandson of the mighty
_____
of whom many are the songs and stories! I have come from the fight where I alone
slew five (number), furious in the fell play! From _____ to _____
my (weapon) is known, and in _____ and among the _____ they sing dirge-songs where
I've slain their sons! Greater deeds than these shall I gain, garnering fame
like grains of gold! In this war-band shall my weapon strike hard against
the steel of armor, so all hear them sing their sad, dire song, if the
guardian of the folk grants me the gift I ask, accepting my oath!"
Lord:
A mighty man in armor are you, of proven bravery, bold in battle. Into my
war-band will you come, to serve as warrior and counsel wise words?
Warrior: Aye!
Lord:
(Calls for sword, which is kept in the sheath, hilt on the knee pointed toward
the warrior with the length of the blade running along his leg, and the point
passing between the right arm and the body. The buckle of the sword belt should
rest upon the hilt, and the lord should grasp the hilt so that his arm lays on
top of the sword along its length.) Speak then your oath!
Warrior: (The warrior shall kneel before the king and shall put his
right hand under the hilt) I, _____, make this oath: that I shall be in the
forefront of fierce battle, forging ahead with my lord and friend, coming to the
war-call carrying my weapons; and when no battle causes the war-horn to blow, I
shall not forget the ring-giver's generosity, but will offer wise counsel as I
may. And though I had rather lay down my life than see harm come to my lord,
still should the poisoned point or aged edge strike him down, then I shall not
flee a single foot-length from the field, but rather shall advance into the
enemy army, slaying as I might, to avenge the protector of the people. And by
my honor, may this sword smite me upon which my hand rests,
may my own edge twist and turn against me should I fail to keep this oath.
(Leans forward and kisses the lord's hand or the sword hilt).
Lord:
I have heard your oath, as have these witnesses. Hear you then my vow to you:
with red gold shall I gift you, granting good gifts as you merit, round rings
rolling from my hand to yours; among my retainers shall you sit in the hall, with
sweet mead strong filling your stoup; if to the law-court you are called, in
legal tangles twisted and tied, then I and all of my retainers and kin shall stand
as witness if you should need this; and finally, my sword shall stand
between you and your enemies, my strength and my war-band beside you boldly, for
bare is brother-less back. May all present
witness my words, let me hold faithful, and may all here keep this oath in memory! (Lord stands and hands sword to assistant, who in its place
gives him an arm-ring or necklace of heavy gold chain, or a sword or other
worthy gift, which the Lord gives to his new warrior.)