Chapter XIII is basically the same story as Chapter XII, but with Gawaine, Uwaine, Ector-the-Lesser, and a knight we’ve never seen before, Sir Sagramour the Lusty, in place of Sir Gaunter, Sir Gilmere, and Sir Raynold. Launcelot, disguised as Kay, … 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 →
And they joust, and at first Gawaine is all rah rah rah yeah yeah but then he starts losing badly. “You should surrender, or at least call for a timeout,” says Priamus. “You’re bleeding all over your clothes; that’s … Continue reading →
Caesar Lucius hears about the events of the previous chapter, about how his attempt to rescue a column of prisoners backfired when ten thousand of Arthur’s troops (counting everyone they could pull together at the last minute) defeated 20% of … Continue reading →
So to recap the first part of this chapter: Gawaine and Bors went to Lucius on a mission of peace, and it didn’t go well, and then Gawaine broke truce and killed Lucius’s cousin. Coming back from the commercial break, … Continue reading →
Arthur calls together a special A-team task force, of Sir Gawaine, Sir Bors, Sir Bedivere, and a knight we haven’t met up to this point, the very young Sir Lionel of Benwick, Launcelot’s nephew. “You four scout ahead, get to … Continue reading →
Trixie shows up at the rendezvous point, as promised, and she’s tanned and cheerful and totally ignores Gawaine, just burns him, ice, man, she’s ice. But Uwaine and Marhaus and the other damosels discuss their adventures, and Trixie tells the … Continue reading →
So Uwaine has a big meal and a good night’s sleep, and in the morning he goes to church and has some breakfast and then he emerges from the Lady of the Rock’s castle, to joust with Edward and Hue. … Continue reading →
So now we turn away from Sir Gawaine, that little prick, and to Sir Marhaus, last seen hooking up with a friendly thirty-year-old woman and going off in a different direction on a strange adventure of his own. Marhaus’s adventure … Continue reading →
