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The Legend of Sir Haren

Revolutionary Leader of Harenland

Unflinching dedication towards justice for the working man;
paid in death, rewarded with glory.
  Sir Haren Wheatsfield of Fleuvevory is one of the great heroes of the Union of Harenland. Author of The Rights of Working Men, founder of The Farmers' Militia, and instigator of The Farmers' Revolt, Sir Haren played a pivotal role in the the collapse of the Hinsor Empire and the birth of the Union of Harenland. The most important of these, however, was the Execution of Sir Haren Wheatsfield, which spread the revolutionary cause throughout the Empire.   While many accounts of Sir Haren's life exist, The Ballad of Sir Haren Wheatsfield is both one of the most popular and the most true-to-life. Below is an illustrated rendition of the poem along with a historical timeline of verified events.  

The Ballad of Sir Haren Wheatsfield

 

Sir Haren, Fleuvevory's pride and joy
Was once a Wheatsfield farmer boy

 

Who traded hoe, sickle, and scythe
For sword and shield and raven's knife

 

He rode to Signe all by his lonesome
To train his way out from the serfdom

 

Yaosing's great calling he did heed
And to the Emperor, he bent his knee

 

A sworn pledge to the Brotherhood of Unity
Daeller's guard dogs, the Empire's security

 

The somber Fort Loscin, he served at with pride
Protecting our fields from the Elven divide

 

But though his feet walked down the patrol
His thoughts were spiraling out of control

 

The Empire handled serfs with no gentleness
Ignoring or exploiting their perpetual wretchedness

 

If floods or droughts led their fields to famine
The aristocracy would worry only for their profit margins

 

And so 'The Rights of Working Men' was born
An attack on taxes, feudalism, and the highborn

 

Published under Scholar Renworth's name
It became a pamphlet of infamous fame

 

Before you could blink, the Empire decreed
For sedition and conspiracy, Renworth would bleed

 

So from Fort Loscin, Sir Haren fled
With with and child and loyal best friend

 

Along with a squadrn of knights who believed
In the farmer's rights to their own farm's deed

 

The built Fort Martelion high in the mountains
And formed a militia for the Empire's "negotiations"

 

By turning their blades against brothers sworn
The Farmer's Revolt was officially born

 

The Siege of Broret provided the men
For training of Regulars to begin

 

As mountain and winter protected their fort
From the Empire's soldiers and unsavory sorts

Summary

Born nothing but a simple farmer in the small village of Fleuvevory, Sir Haren Wheatsfield experienced firsthand the hardships of the working man in rural counties of the Hinsor Empire. Seeking self-betterment, Sir Haren dedicated himself to the throne by becoming one of the Knights of Yaosing; rising in the ranks of the Brotherhood of Unity despite his birth to become Sub-commander of Fort Loscin, holding the southern border against possible Elven excursions from Turcosia with the rest of the Turcten Defense Force.   However, Sir Haren's exposure to courtiers in Signe during his training, only exacerbated his anger towards the treatment of the peasantry, leading him to write the political pamphlet The Rights of Working Men, which heavily criticized the Hinsor Empire's reliance on the feudal system and argued for land-owning rights for farmers, among other things. The pamphlet was published under a pseudonym, Scholar Renworth, and received wide distribution and readership.   Unfortunately, Working Men's inflammatory tone hit a nerve among the aristocracy, resulting in a decree for the arrest of Scholar Renworth for treason and conspiracy against the crown by General Daeller. Rather than argue his case before the Emperor of Hinsor, Sir Haren chose to flee his post and go into hiding, taking many like-minded knights with him, including Sir Ardran Enth'er. Together, they built Fort Martelion in the foothills of the Nyimrak Mountains and founded the The Farmers' Militia, an armed rebellion movement.   Despite their defection, the Battle of Melkin's Pass, and the Brotherhood of Unity's quick disavowment, The Farmers' Militia was not viewed as any real threat by the Empire until the Seige of Broret and their successful recruitment of the Wandering Mage Vorold. A harsh winter made Melkin's Pass impossible to traverse, allowing Sir Haren time to establish training for the Farmers' Regulars, a ragtag bunch of former miners and farmhands from Broret who volunteered.   Instead of being intimidated by being declared an "enemy of the throne," Sir Haren plotted out The First Ford, an incredibly ambitious campaign into the heart of Hinsor in an attempt to win--and hold--the Surama River as a defensive border in the hopes of rallying the farmers behind it. The Ford did lead the Militia to some auspicious victories, such as the Commandeering of Cathaer's Watch on Toren's Road, cutting off supplies and reinforcements for Signe.   Unfortunately, the plan was too ambitious, and the Militia suffered their first defeat at the Battle for Ryoichira's Gate, where Sir Haren was badly wounded and later captured while retreating by Captain Lyrufe Iesso.

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Mar 26, 2019 15:47

I'm no poet, so first of all: kudos for trying this format.   Between your summary+introductory paragraph and timeline, I think you've covered Sir Haren's biography and the historical facts quite well. Which means your poem is free to be a bit more flowery with those matters. At some points it felt like you were trying to squeeze the details in and distorting the poetry as a result. In particular, I'm thinking of the line "If floods or droughts led their fields to famine/The aristocracy would worry only for their profit margins" -> 'profit margins' has to be one of the least poetic phrases ever, IMO :P   I might be biased here, because rhyming couplets have never been my favorite style of poetry. But I feel like you could try to work more with the form instead of twisting it in knots to make it say things in a way it really isn't suited for. Still, I'm no poet...   Poetry aside, everything else looks pretty solid. Good work, and good luck in the contest!