Launcelot is the best, you guys, you don’t even know. You don’t. You might think you do, but, man. Malory loves him some Launcelot. Right now Launcelot, prince of Benwick, is just a kid, however. An awesome kid, but still. … Continue reading →
Book IV! It’s kind of all over the place. First up, Merlin and Nimue! Merlin is way into Nimue! So Merlin is hanging out a lot with Nimue, the woman that Pellinore brought back to Camelot, and, to put … Continue reading →
So Book III is structured differently than the first two books. The first two books were just a bunch of things that happened, that is, if you look at Book I, there’s the story of Arthur’s conception and birth and … Continue reading →
When Pellinore and Nimue get to Camelot, Arthur is out jousting, but Merlin and Guenever are there. Merlin casts zone of truth again, and Pellinore lays out the whole story, culminating in his retrieval of the damosel’s head at Nimue’s … Continue reading →
Pellinore hides in the bushes while two knights ride up — from opposite directions! It’s Pellinore’s lucky day, plainly. He just happens to be in the right place at the right time to overhear this conversation. “Hey there.” “Hey. … Continue reading →
So right away Pellinore, standing over Sir Hontzlake of Westland’s body, Pellinore is right away prepared to smite the other knight, also, but the other knight isn’t an idiot and gets down on his knees straightaway. “Okay, you can have … Continue reading →
So here’s the Tale of Pellinore. This ought to be good. Follow along and try to figure out whether Pellinore is a Goofus like Gawaine or a Gallant like Tor. He mounts up and rides after the mysterious lady and … Continue reading →
TW: nonconsensual sex. Right, now, Tor and Abellus are taking a little break from their fight. Tor is pretty clearly winning, but Abellus has refused to surrender. “Tor! Tor!” someone else is shouting. Someone is riding up, in fact. “Oh, … Continue reading →
Tor and Peter dismount, and Tor puts his finger to his lips, and Peter nods. Tor hands Peter a glaive and indicates Peter should guard the horses. Tor sneaks up on the tents, and peeks into the white one, where … Continue reading →
Right and so we turn back the clock to just as Gawaine, Tor, and Pellinore are setting out. Sir Tor is after the white hunting dog, the brachet. Before he’s gone very far, he nearly runs over a dwarf standing … Continue reading →
