The magical ship deposits Galahad, Magdalena, Percivale, and Bors somewhere in Scotland, at a castle that men call Carteloise. “Just so you know,” says Mags, “in a minute a bunch of guys are going to attack us because you’re affiliated … Continue reading →
NB in this entry Bors speaks for me. Mags leads the knights across the room to a big bed, and shows them two swords and four wooden rods hanging on the wall over the headboard. Two of the rods … Continue reading →
The scabbard is snakeskin, embroidered with silver and golden thread spelling out writing, and it’s on a remarkably cheap belt. The writing reads as follows: “I am a scabbard for the very best, and the knight who earns me will … Continue reading →
The magical ship sails on overnight, ultimately ending up out on the rocks near the land of Logris. Oddly, there’s another ship of the same rich enough design, moored on the rocks. “That’s ours,” says Mags. “Definitely. Let’s go. For … Continue reading →
Galahad rides on, stopping briefly at his grandfather’s castle Carbonek, and on. One night at a cottage, he meets a woman. Let’s give her a solid religiousy name, like Magdalena. While Galahad sleeps, Mags comes up to the door of … Continue reading →
This book is all about Galahad and the Grail, and Malory helpfully reminds us where he left Galahad: Book XIV, Chapter 4. Though Percivale is a holy knight and a fabulous fighter he can’t handle 20+ to one odds. … Continue reading →
Malory has lost interest in people who aren’t Sir Launcelot or else Sir Launcelot’s son, so we cut away from Gawaine back to Galahad. It’s an indeterminate amount of time since he left Maidens’ Castle, and now he’s out in … Continue reading →
Malory flashes back to provide a little context. After setting out on the Quest of the Holy Grail, Sir Gawaine quickly realized he had no idea where to even begin looking. By random chance he stumbled upon the White Abbey, … Continue reading →
Galahad chases the six surviving brothers out of the Castle of the Maidens compound. He’s about to follow them out and run them down in the countryside, but an old priest, one of the inhabitants of the Castle, stops him. … Continue reading →
Three days later, Melias has turned the corner and Galahad is itching to get back to that Grail-Quest. Melias’s caretaker, the good man about whom Malory has nothing to say, gives a little monologue about how great Galahad is. He’s … Continue reading →
