So Gawaine swears a solemn oath to Sir Pellas, and Pellas swears a solemn oath to Sir Gawaine, everyone is swearing solemn oaths. They swap horses and gear, as Gawaine pitched last chapter, and I guess they’re the same size … Continue reading →
Gawaine’s still dining with Sir Carados, and Carados is still telling him about Pellas. Pellas won a tournament, specifically for Ettard’s honor. “Very sweet,” says Gawaine. “What you don’t know, though, is that Ettard was not into Pellas at all. … Continue reading →
So Gawaine and Trixie are lurking around this roadside shrine, and there’s this unhappy knight who was way too happy to meet Gawaine, and Gawaine’s kind of sidled backwards away from that dude. So then: craziness! Ten guys come out … Continue reading →
Anyway, Gawaine and Uwaine stay with Marhaus for a week, and then they’re going to ride off, and Marhaus says listen, I’ll come with you part of the way and we’ll go into the Forest of Arroy. “Everybody has strange … Continue reading →
So, yeah, Gawaine and Uwaine, cousins, they take in this whole scene — twelve maidens throwing garbage at a white shield — and they’re like, “hey ladies, how’s it going? What’s up with this shield that you all clearly hate … Continue reading →
So at the previous entry’s cliffhanger, Arthur was looking longingly at the magic coat, and the magic coat was ticking, and Mildred was holding it up and saying how nice it would look on Arthur, he has just the sort … Continue reading →
YESTERDAY I called out for puns based on Morgan shapeshifting into a rock! I called out, and you answered! Three of you answered! Kate writes: “Yeah, that ending was a little rocky…” Rob writes: “Our escape henged on my igneous … Continue reading →
We rejoin the tale of Morgan and her convenient knights, already in progress. “Well,” she says, “that surely was something. Arthur chasing after us, all mad like that…” “Yeah!” “I don’t like Arthur!” “No! He’s scary!” “So scary! I was … Continue reading →
Action-packed chapter today! Roundabout this time Accolon’s body and Arthur’s note arrive, and Morgan is all at once equal parts heartbroken, angry, and frightened. But since she can’t let on that she cares especially about Accolon, or that Arthur … Continue reading →
Be warned: this chapter is the worst chapter for the ladies in a long while. While Arthur is recuperating in the abbey, Morgan le Fay is back at Camelot, checking her calendar against her timetable. She had this … Continue reading →
