The Arms of His Lordship François Thibault

Argent, a cock gules and on a chief sable three dolmens argent

I was awarded arms by Their Royal Highnesses Richard and Carinne, Prince and Princess of the Mists, on XII September XXXII, at Mists Bardic. That's me kneeling (of course :-). In this picture, Her Highness is giving me the promissory. His Highness isn't visible (he's behind her from the camera's viewpoint). The balding guy to Their Highnesses' right is Master Brocc of Alderen, who was acting as herald; the guy to the far right is Viscount Sir Richard of Aldertree (Rat), Their Highnesses' Champion (and a pretty good scribe in his own right--he did the promissory).

(Looking back on this a few months later, I feel compelled to add that "pretty good" is no longer adequate. Rat is much better now; so much so that, in December, I asked him to take on the office of Principality Royal Scribe. (The Principality Royal Scribe [writing promissories at the last minute, doing official letters, stuff like that] is theoretically distinct from the Sea Wolf Scribe; but usually the Sea Wolf Scribe does both jobs. I asked Rat to take it on because he went to more events than I did, and often wound up doing the sort of work that the Principality Royal Scribe was expected to do; I figured it only made sense for him to have the office if he was doing the work.)

Me being awarded arms
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