In the nearby castle, Morgan works her lady-magic and stabilizes Alisander. He wakes up partway through and starts screaming about the pain, so she drugs him up some more and finishes the job. “Ma’am, now that we’ve saved Alisander, am … Continue reading →
Morgan and one of her henchdamosels, Trudy, approach the tournament. They interview some of the knights Alisander defeated: Sir Elias from Gomeret and his colleague Sir Cari from Gomeret. Gomeret is “somewhere in France probably,” according to my very breezy … Continue reading →
So it’s been twenty years. Alisander is a full-grown man, ready to be knighted alongside twenty of his contemporaries in Ardunel where he’s been slumming around most of his life. Big knighting ceremony, followed by a big jousting tournament, which … Continue reading →
We rejoin the tale of Sir Dinadan and Sir Palomides bumming around, already in progress. They stand near a very nice and well-maintained castle. “Check it out, Palomides,” says Dinadan. “Yonder lies the castle of Morgan le Fay.” As … Continue reading →
We rejoin the tale of Morgan and her convenient knights, already in progress. “Well,” she says, “that surely was something. Arthur chasing after us, all mad like that…” “Yeah!” “I don’t like Arthur!” “No! He’s scary!” “So scary! I was … Continue reading →
