Palamides out, the lovely Isoud and Tristram back to King Mark’s court. Lambegus makes a full recovery. Adtherp we never speak of again. Skip ahead a bit: Sir Andred, Tristram’s cousin, resents Tristram’s being so awesome. Or maybe he’s … Continue reading →
Eventually Tristram finds out that the lovely Isoud was abducted, more or less, by Sir Palamides. Sort of she was abducted, sort of Mark gave her away… Malory phrases it as she “was gone with” him, which is a decent … Continue reading →
You may have noticed that the narrative of the Tale of Sir Tristam lurches around a bit, compared to (for instance) the Tale of Sir Prettyboy in Book VII. Well, here come some more hairpin narrative turns. Mark, Palamides, … Continue reading →
Malory shifts gears unexpectedly at this point. Sir Carados, he announces, that mighty villain who is 100% knight, 100% king, and 99% giant, fought Sir Gawaine. This is a whole new Sir Carados. Forget everything you thought you knew about … Continue reading →
Long story short, Tristram and Breunor fight, and Tristram wins. Eventually Breunor loses his head, which is to say, he tries to surrender and while he is, in Malory’s words, grovelling, Tristram decapitates him. Sir Tristram: kind of bloodthirsty! Afterwards … Continue reading →
Tristram and the lovely Isoud get taken prisoner at Castle Weeping. They haven’t been imprisoned long at all before a knight and a lady come to visit them. “Hey, buddy, we heard you got imprisoned,” say the knight and … Continue reading →
Once the partying and charm offensive die down, everyone pretty much assumes that Sir Tristram and the lovely Isoud will be wed. Certainly it’s what Queen Isoud and King Anguish expect. But Tristram keeps failing to ask for her hand, … Continue reading →
As promised, Sir Tristram fights with Sir Bleoberis! Actually, no, Tristram fights with Sir Bleoberis’s champion, his brother Sir Blamore. I don’t know why they make that switch at the last minute. Highlights of this joust include King Anguish pointing … Continue reading →
Meanwhile again, while we’re just talking about the random stuff that Tristram does, he’s outside his tent (which he’s still got pitched outside Camelot) chillaxing when a lady wanders by, sobbing. Tristram asks her why she’s sobbing, and if she … Continue reading →
Meanwhile, back in the plot, stuff is afoot. You remember Sir Bleoberis? He has a brother, Sir Blamore. Malory mentioned this before. What he didn’t mention before: these two cooked up a scheme to humiliate King Anguish of Ireland. Their … Continue reading →
