The Line of the North is a chronological poetical listing of the rulers of Ealdormere.
Starting from the bottom, which is the start of the timeline, the first names listed in the Line of the North are the champions chosen when Ealdormere was still a collection of baronies and shires, before the Ban on Regions. It then lists the Crown Princes and Princesses of the Midrealm when Ealdormere was a Crown Principality, and the Princes and Princesses of the Principality of Ealdormere before starting the list of Kings and Queens. The Line of the North continues to the present, though it is occasionally a few reigns behind.
The Line of the North was written and updated by Master Hector of the Black Heights through the reign of Siegfried II and Xristina. It is now maintained by Master Brand Thorwaldsen.
Now sits King Crispin and Queen Anne, 71st of the land’s sovereigns.
Before him sat
King Evander II, trusted and trusting, and Marioun II, banner flowing free and strong.
Before him sat
King Baldric II, the golden-hearted, and Breyla II, welcoming all to her domain.
Before him sat
King Steinarr II, eyes cast far afield, and Margraig, giving from garden and glen.
Before him sat
Queen Kaylah V, Sun-Queen, shining her light to all corners of the kingdom, and Trumbrand V, Hearth-King.
Before her sat King
Roak VII, sure-handed steersman sailing before the winter gale, and Hyrrokin II, calling us home.
Before him sat King
Rattanicus, the constant north star, and Isabel, the lucent moon, guiding us through the night.
Before him sat Queen
Kaylah, sovereign by her own hand, beautiful and inevitable as the dawn, and Trumbrand, eyes cast to the sun.
Before her sat King
Roak VI, wise as the elk, unchanging as the oak, and Hyrrokin I, the welcome summer breeze.
Before him sat King
Evander I, hand set to virtue, and Marioun I, hospitality and heart overflowing.
Before him sat King
Baldric, gift giver to the wolf pack, and Breyla, her laughter ringing upon the list.
Then came the time of the second decade of our Kingdom of Ealdormere, with our sovereigns right mindful of their birthright, standing tall and proud.
Then sat King
Edward III, long striding master of the hall and Rylyn III, keen eyed towards the order of things.
Before him sat King
Quilliam IV, soft spoken liege, and Tangwystl, wolf queen at last come home.
Before him sat King
Siegfried II, arms bare and hands open, beside Xristina, ever elegant.
Before him sat King
Nigel III, keeper of treasures, and Adrielle III, Iron Queen of distant lands, her gifts most precious.
Before him sat King
Quilliam III, wave-washed, and Domhnail II, crafting her kingdom.
Before him sat King
Steinnar, his back to sunset, and Liðr, twice-chosen.
Before him sat King
Trumbrand III who counts autumns bounty and Kaylah the III firm in resolve.
Before him sat King
Siegfried I, whose sword deals justice, beside Ragni, hall-hostess.
Before him sat King
Nigel II, who holds what is taken, and Adrielle II, most diligent.
Before him sat King
Trumbrand II, Harrow of the Summer Field, and Kaylah II, who ever steps forward.
Before him sat King
Roak V, Pathfinder in the Northern Wilds, and Elizabeth, drawn to the sea.
Before him sat King
Edward II, whose sword well serves, beside Rylyn II, who dreams bright dreams.
Before him sat King
Quilliam II, upon whom the waves break, and Dagmar II, keeper of songs.
Before him sat King
Aaron IV, who sows life to meadow and mountain, and Rustique IV, who walked a stony road.
Before him sat King
Etain II, who exceeds his promises,and Valfreya II, lodestone of her land.
Before him sat King
Quilliam I, Skald-King, bright beacon on the North shore, and Dagmar I, most faithful friend.
Before him sat King
Nigel I, reiver richly rewarded, and Adrielle II the predestined.
Before him sat King
Roak IV, his saddle a throne, and Jocea II, her bright sword unsheathed.
Before him sat King
Etain I, called Etain the Proud, transfused with glory, and Valfreya I, who knows not her own merits.
Before him sat King
Aaron III, whose tread shakes the Northland, and Rustique III, fruitful and well-loved.
Then our lineage is traced back to the first decade of our kingdom, when our crowns were new and traditions were created afresh.
Then sat King
Trumbrand I, oath-holder, and Kaylah I of smiles and laughter.
Before him sat King
Edouard IV, enthroned in splendour, and Domhnail I, bone-hewer.
Before him sat King
Roak III, close holding his homeland, and Jocea I, who bears a sheathed sword.
Before him sat King
Aaron II, who holds his land with grace, and Rustique II, who laughs to lead.
Before him sat King
Edward I, of the wise gaze, and Rylyn I, wolf-mother.
Before him sat King
Edouard III, who knows not dusk, and Genevieve II, of the open eyes.
Before him sat King
Malik, who strides the shifting sands, and Genevieve d’Anjou, twice blessed and blessing.
Before him sat King
Berus II, who steers by his own stars, and Marion II, summer’s well-spring.
Before him sat King
Cennedi, lion destined to roar, and Susanna the thrice-proud.
Before him sat King
Edouard II, who weighs his own balance, and Genevieve I, who asks and listens.
Before him sat King
Roak II, come far for his birthright, and Arlette, compassionate on the glory field.
Before him sat King
Sarnac, who rode to the saltless sea, and Joleicia, spring sun on ice.
Before him sat King
Aaron I, baying hound of the wolf-pack, and Rustique I, faithful servant now served.
Before him sat King
Roak I, the far-rider, and Carlotta, who keeps her own counsel.
Before him sat King
Berus I, carved like linden, and Marion I, daughter of the raven.
Before him sat King
Edouard I, who has ruled the lands of the sunrise, and Eanor of the old blood.
Before him sat King
Kildare, who knows his own mind, and Josephine of the nimble fingers.
Before him sat King
Osis, who reigned too few days, and Caitlin, whose tears quenched rich soil.
Before him sat King
David the Greater, first King of the North, free as the deer, and Elina of the night fires.
Then came the years of our Principality, following the dragon banner of the Middle Kingdom and the crowns of the Prince and Princess symbolized the Line of the North.
Then sat Prince
Berus, last of the oath-bound Princes, Northman by name and nature, and Marion, who remembers.
Before him sat Prince
Gunther II, whose hall is famed and benches full, and Morgon of the many miles.
Before him sat Prince
Edward, with eyes like an eagle, and Rylyn of the hundred treasures.
Before him sat Princess
Elizabeth, only Princess of the North by right of arms, she who ever sought and seeks, and Menken who knew the Northlands well.
Before her sat Prince
Roak III, drum-dancer of distant fields, and Moria of the scarlet veils.
Before him sat Prince
Mordain, wise in old war-ways, and Ælflæda the bountiful.
Before him sat Prince
Roak II, the mountain-mighty, and Tarkwyn II, the kind spoken.
Before him sat Prince
David II, the stag-hearted, and Elina, sure shield-princess.
Before him sat Prince
Gunther I, rich-handed ring giver, and Joleicia, hopeful as the sunrise.
Before him sat Prince
Cordigan, song-swift swordsman, and Diane, patient as the blossoms of Spring.
Before him sat Prince
Kildare II, young wolf of olden wisdom, and Lella the dawn-blued.
Before him sat Prince
Belgar, hawk-handed warrior, and Andrea of the silent smiles.
Before him sat Prince
Kildare I, silver wolf of golden Northlands, and Catherine, the fierce-hearted.
Before him sat Prince
Roak I, thunderhead of the North-storm, and Tarkwyn I, welcome as the soft rains of April.
Before him sat Prince
Osis, shield-hewer, and Ragnheithr, the blaze of autumn.
Before him sat Prince
Michel, iron lord of the Northlands, and Kaellyn, heart wide as the Inland Seas.
Before him sat Prince
David the Lesser, deer-shanked regent, first of the oath-bound Princes, and Tangwystl, warm as the spring winds and graceful as the snowflake.
And before there were Princes and Princesses the honour of Ealdormere was guarded by the Midrealm and our Crown Principality existed by name and charter, and the Champions Collars were born by the worthy.
Then sat the prince-king
Tadashi, last of the Southron, old sea-otter at play, and Ariake, the wild rose in bloom.
Before him sat the prince-king
Palymar, great brock of the Southland, and Katherine, soft as the heather.
Before him sat the prince-king
Reynard, strong as the distant thunders, and Brynhildr, warm as dew on down.
Before him sat the prince-king
Corwyn, of whom bards are silent, first of the Southron, and Shana the distant.
Before him stood John the oak-thewed and Deirdre the wistful, and they but briefly.
Before him stood Yog the granite-cleft and Hannora the moon-gilt.
There, O King, are the names of your line. Remember now the glory of the North.