Listen as I extol this Noble scholar,
Ether tamer, wisdom weaver,
Pervading darkness and light
To grant us safe passage through the
Tangled labyrinth of thought.
Then capturing the Sun’s punishing heat
And water’s rushing stream,
Harnessing the harvest
In the bee loud glade.

May their vessels be bathed
And their wort run clear.*
And let their brews drive our songs
At regal fete and humble twmpath.
Let none oppose the honey’s gift
As long as the world remains
And Harmonies resound.
Bard and Bevy sing praise
Of Noble Owain Weale,
Star of magnificent stars*,
Wending the webs of words and ways,
Through the ruddy reaping of the steep*
And so calls this morning raven
To the blue tinged wings of dawn. 

So we, Abran King and Anya Queen, 
Name Noble Owain Weale a member of the Order of the Golden Dolphin
And Grant them arms, this 18th day of February
At the tournament of Ymir 

Illumination and Calligraphy by Kolfinna Valravn
Poetry by Lanea
Spider design and a bunch of Insular consultation by Hlāford Bran Mydwynter

Text Based on Song To Ale/ Kanu y Cwrwf, poem XX in the Book of Taliesin/Llyfr Taliesin
Welsh: http://www.maryjones.us/ctexts/t20w.html  English: https://www.maryjones.us/ctexts/t20.html
Illumination and Calligraphy Exemplar: Ricemarch Psalter: https://archive.org/details/psalterndmartyr47rhgyuoft/page/41/mode/thumb 

* Quotes from W. F. Skene’s translation