The following is adapted from a funeral rite found online:
http://altreligion.about.com/gi/dynamic/of...org/funeral.htm

The Stormarksgothi performs the Hammer Rite.

As the Hammer of Thor blessed the pyre of his brother Baldr, may this hammer hallow this place we come to honor Lord Haldarsvik against all baneful forces.

It is said in Havamal - "Cattle die, kinsmen die, and you yourself shall die."

One thing I know which never dies - the memory of those who are truly loved.

Although everyone dies, Lord Haldarsvik left this Earth untimely. We who remain behind must remember that although Rob has left us, he will always be remembered in the hearts and minds of those who loved him and were made better by knowing him. Even as he leaves us, the cycle of rebirth begins again, and the wonder of his presence is not lost to us. Let us remember Rob all the days of our lives, remembering his contributions to micronationalism and to Stormark. May the Gods of our people grant us the wisdom to find meaning in the life he lived, as well as in his passing - Life From Death, Light From Darkness, Joy From Sorrow.

Great Frigga, Mother of us all, send to us the Lady Hlin, refuge and comfort: She who wards us from despair and loosens the grip of grief.
Frigga and Odin, well you know the pain of loss: Grant us your deep wisdom of the workings of Wyrd, to temper now the raging of our hearts.
Lord Haldarsvik was a part of the great web of Wyrd, woven before, woven now, to be woven yet again.

We have come here to speak farewells to our beloved countryman, Lord Haldarsvik, who goes forth from us now on the farthest of farings - that need-faring which all must make in time. Far is the faring to the halls of the holy ones; long is the way, and there are many who wait for the travelers. Rob, Thor's Hammer hallows you and your pathway. <Makes the sign of the Hammer>

Cattle die; kinsmen die; you yourself shall die. But fair fame shall never die, for the one who gets it well. Cattle die; kinsmen die; you yourself shall die. One thing I know that never dies - how each man dead is deemed." Now let those speak who knew Lord Haldarsvik; say, what shall be remembered of him by kin and friends in the days to come.

I hallow this horn to our countryman. Drink to this in friendship and frith.

(Start horn around to all gathered, so that they may toast Rob)

(now friends and family speak about Rob)

And now hear some rede from me: As all things have their beginning and their end, so let also grief, now so bitterly begun, reach it's ending in good time. Many tales of our folk speak of how overmuch grief burdens the souls of those who have fared forth. So let not grief grow overmuch, cling not to it, but leave your friend's soul to fly free & unburdened toward the bright realm of the gods.

Rob, even as Balder, Fate has laid you low. And even as the Gods, our hearts weep at your passing. But Balder beckons, the cycle turns again. Balder welcomes you, death's master, Odin and Frigga's best loved son. Evil he wipes away, courage and comfort he brings.

Farewell, Rob, in our hearts we are with you always. May you hasten yourself to the afterlife and not let the burdens of the world trouble you further!

The Rite is ended, and all attending may go on their way.

Good work Your Highness, the ritual was appropriate and honourable to Rob's memory. Thank you.

I know that you were pretty close to Rob. I never got to know him quite as well as you did, but I did know and like him, as well as respect him.

I'm not much of a writer, which is why I adapted another funeral rite, but I tried to do him justice, as much as I reasonably could.

You have always been too modest Your Highness, you aquitted yourself well with this. It is your forte and your passion is evident.

I miss Rob, and to be honest, missed him the day he left Gotz, so much so I had trouble talking with him afterwards. He interacted widely with everyone and there are not many others whom carry the respect throughout the micronational world he did. Like I mentioned in another thread, I knew this was going to happen two years ago because he liked to make it very clear about the potential. And as he stated again and again, he lived much longer than any of the 'experts' gave him credit for, so every extra day was valuable and I trust taken as such by him.

You really performed a beautiful and solemn ceremony. Thank you, Your Imperial Highness.

Good Afternoon To You, Your Imperial Highness,

What an Amazingly Magnificent Ceremony You Performed For Our Lord Haldarsvik!!! . . .

We shall all miss him so very much . . .

Have a most thoughtful afternoon . . . forthwith . . .

Good Afternoon To You, My Gentle Friends,

In thinking back on the Monumental Contributions which Our Lord Haldarsvik so generously contributed to this Great Nation of Stormark, I would humbly wish to say that He has given all of us much in the way of Spirit, of Caring, of Wise Counsel, and of Inspiration . . .

His Massive Insights into His works have left us with much to remember Him by . . .

Have a most thoughtful afternoon . . . forthwith . . .