Way back during Pennsic in 1993 a pirate walk formed.
It was the old fashioned kind of pirate walk.
The kind that consisted of a bunch of drunken sots staggering from camp to camp singing pirate songs, yelling AAARGH at the top of their lungs.
Oh and lets not forget the booze.
We would approach a camp, sneak up, (which is a hell of a feat when the group is drunk and about 100 people strong)
and with shout charge into a camp.
We would pile in, grab every bit of food and booze we could locate as well as members of the appropriate opposite sex and flee with the booty.
This continued for a lot of camps.

Eventually standing around in a camp sampling their beverages Bartlett says "Hey, imagine a Scotsman named... I dunno, McGroyne. Patrick is his first name. Pat McGroyne"
This was met with chortles and guffaws.
Next thing you know we have names
Bartlett became Link.
Jonathan became Pat.
Jim became Dragan.
Jay became Robin, aka Wee Rob.
Ed became Dustyn.

After a while we met our friend Todd who we promptly christened Yank, our American cousin.

Soon on a whim we decided that instead of yelling AAARGH when entering a camp we should shout MCGROYNE!

Well the first time we did it people werent sure what we said. But once they knew it caught on like wildfire.

Soon everyone was screaming MCGROYNE and charging about the Serenghetti. From 5 we expanded to hundreds, nay thousands of people making up silly names. Many silly stories were born of that night and would take an entire website to tell. Some are better not told as the statute of limitations is still not up.

Before dawn, the party ended, we went to bed figuring it was all over.

The rest of war, people kept yelling MCGROYNE at us. We chuckled and went back to drinking.

Pennsic of 1994 arrived. We figured "Well, back to normal SCA." No sooner had Ed arrived at Troll and people are yelling HEY MCGROYNE.

We fought it. Told them it was a drunken joke. But there was no stopping it.

Soon we were better known by our McGroyne names than our proper SCA names. Thus the clan became a reality.

Now the core family consists of about 40 people in 3 camps: Clan McGroyne-Highlanders, Clan McGroyne-Lowlanders and Gift o' McGroyne.
We have more distant relations claiming the name than you can shake a stick at, just look at the registry page. Heck we even have a spinoff group, Clan MacCleavage who camp with Dunn Phalin.

McGroyne, long may it wave!