House Ironwolf is a household within the Society of Creative Anachronism (SCA). Our members come from all walks of life and reside in the United States, Canada and Norway.
We have a strong contingent of members in the Nova Scotia, Canada and Maine, USA area. You can visit them on the web at House Ironwolf Northpack.
Although most of our activities involve fighting in battles and tournaments within the society (we have three Awards of the Dragon's Teeth - kingdom group fighting awards), our multi-talented members are also involved in many other aspects of the SCA. We have members of great talent in woodworking, calligraphy, illumination, sewing, bardic arts, heraldry, tatting, embroidery and many other areas.
Most of our children are also involved in the same activities as their parents. Ironwolf is proud to have youth fighters, bards and other talented children who have already made their mark in the society.
The 2018 Household Championships were held at Sir Michael and Lady Brianna's residence. We thank them for their hospitality.
Congratulations to Squire Roderick McKraken for winning the Archery Championship for the second year in a row!
Congratulations to Warder Tristan Silvertoes for winning the Rapier Championship and becoming our newest Wolf Lord!
Congratulations to Squire Taurus Hoarfrost for winning the Heavy Championship for the second year in a row!
Congratulations to Squire Taurus Hoarfrost for winning the Thrown Weapons Championship for the second year in a row!
From the Ironwolf Members Facebook Page, September 20, 2018
Know I weep with you, my brothers and sisters
Today our Brother Brogan Passed from this world. God rest his soul IRONWOLF!!!!! Osric.......
Grief, a sound to challenge all others.
Echoed hollow through the night.
Warriors in the sky harmonize with the
stars that seem to burn so bright.
Sweet maple, oak, and pine surrounds,
the heart-broken Ironwolf,
as it howls to the night, its endless grief.
Cool rain washes away tears from its
sorrow filled face.
''Hush Hush'', the wind gently whispers
and for a moment, all is still.
But the moment is too soon gone
and once again returns the loss and chill.
The wolf howls once more
and all who hear paused and listened
to the mournful shriek of a creature whose
pain seems to never lessen.
Not alone he stands in deep blue shadows.
With him stands his pack together in sorrow.
He is not wanting to be seen.
but needs to be heard.
The moon listened to this pain
and thought it very strong so,
Luna shifted her moonlight gaze toward the wolf
and inspired it to sing loudly it’s sorrowful song.
It howled a sound that broke all chills
and no brave creature dared to challenge its skills.
It harmonized with stars and waltzed with warriors
and broke whispers of winds that tried to ignore him.
From the Ironwolf Members Facebook Page, October 7, 2018
Join me in brokenhearted sorrow…
As I stumble through deep grief.
Crushed beneath my many brother son’s empty armor.
To me, this is all too surreal. Bitter and burning.
I find it a Fearful Thing.
So too is to love what death can touch.
A fearful thing to love, to hope, to dream, to be my friend, my squire, my WarLord–
to be, and oh, to lose.
The Chapterhouse welcomes one more to stand their watch,
Octavio, now a holy thing, to love.
For your life has lived in me.
Your eagle's eye always saw that which I missed.
Your laugh, countless times has lifted me.
Your words were gifts of sage counsel to me.
To remember this brings painful joy.
It is a human thing, love.
A holy thing, to love what death has touched.
I shall see you again my Brother Son.
But for now all I can do is cry, rivers of wolf tears for my loss…