I remember.....thru the misty veil of time, laughter and singing born on the winds of almost forgotten revels, candle light and poetry of long eaten feasts, the clash and cries of ancient battles,won and lost, perfumed and painted ladies dancing to our drums in the twilight of our yesteryears, countless verses of never ending songs sung in no known key, and layers of something that just won't release itself from the bottom of our drinking mugs.....yes,I will never forget. A true flower of chivalry, I call Anton my friend, and consider myself fortunate to claim it.

I met Anton when he was still Corwins Squire in Ansteorra. Rarely to I meet a Left handed fighter anymore ( we're rare.) Anton is a solid Knight and good man. enjoy his presence when your in it and seek it out when your not.

An inspiration for all, and phenomenal patience. This man helped prevent me from taking a lazier route down the path of medieval reinactment. Just when I thought I couldn't get any better, he showed me things in a way that made them look simple and easy to accomplish. My style has improved greatly because of it. I always seek him out when I am eventing, and I'm grateful to be in his house.

Anton rocks! Him and the rest of Rhoadd have been really great friends ever since I started playing in the SCA. Five years and many wars later, he still rocks the house... Now, we just have to worry about him burning down the house...

I ve known this cat for a long time. Great guy. One of my best freinds. He'd give you the shirt off his back