So naturally a hundred or so knights come boiling out of Castle Orgulous, ready to avenge their fallen comrade. Breunor realizes he’s in over his head, so he carefully ties his horse up just outside Castle Orgulous, then goes back … Continue reading →
Kay watches them ride off. He’s annoyed at Breunor and Marcie both: Breunor’s really holding a grudge about Kay’s nickname for him (which Kay still thinks was hilarious) and Marcie insulted him to his face. “Hey, Dagonet,” he says. Dagonet, … Continue reading →
Hello, reader! We’ve been through a lot together, haven’t we? From the moment when we all realized Merlin isn’t so much a mentor as a jerk, to Arthur’s marriage to the Round Table (with Guenever thrown in as a bonus), … Continue reading →
THEN ALONG CAME MARCIE! She’s just the latest in a long line of damosels Malory doesn’t give real names to. He gives her a nickname. Several, actually. But Breunor gets a real name and a nickname both, so why be … Continue reading →
We’re shifting gears for the next nine or ten chapters. Out with Sir Tristram the randomly bloodthirsty, in with Sir Breunor, aka the Black Knight (one of many), aka the Knight in an Ill-Fitting Suit, or La Cote Male Taile. … Continue reading →
Book VIII, aside from being one of the longest books so far, presents some hurdles. It starts with the timeline: I think it’s safe to assume that Book I happens before Book II happens before Book III happens before Book … Continue reading →
A couple of days later Sir Lamorak rides along, comes across a knight and a lady sleeping. As he watches from a distance, the lady wakes up as a second knight approaches. The second knight is Sir Gawaine! The lady … Continue reading →
The tail end of Book VIII abandons Tristram, as I said yesterday, in favor of Sir Lamorak, who is much less of a jerk all around. Sir Lamorak leaves Servage, too. Malory has forgotten that Servage is an island, so … Continue reading →
It turns out that Sir Nabon is not that bad a guy, really. He throws a big jousting tournament to celebrate the knighting of his son, Sir Nabon Junior, and hundreds of knights (from North Wales and Logris and other … Continue reading →
Tristram, meanwhile, continues hanging out ruling Brittany with his wife Isoud the White. One day he’s out with his wife and her brother Sir Kehydius who kind of sucks. They go for a little sailing trip, just for fun, in … Continue reading →
