New story! Once upon a time there was a Hungarian knight named Sir Urre, who fought with a Spanish knight named Sir Alphegus, at Alphegus’s father’s tournament. Urre killed Alphegus, but Alphegus had a death-curse, on account of his mother … Continue reading →
“That’s all great,” says Arthur. “Counterattack foiled, massive heroism, plenty of cattle seized. But Gawaine, who’s your well-dressed friend with the exotic complexion?” “Ah, Uncle Sire —“ “I’ve asked you not to call me that.” “Let me introduce Sir Priamus, … Continue reading →
“So if I work for Arthur now, we should probably go warn him about the sneak attack.” “Sneak attack?” “Yeah, I was on my way to meet up with them. Sixty thousand men from southern Italy and points further out … Continue reading →
Arthur marches from northern France to southern France to northern Italy. Everywhere he goes, folks surrender and offer prizes and so on, until he gets to Tuscany. In Tuscany there’s a city-state that doesn’t just roll over. The city-state isn’t … Continue reading →
