Meanwhile Sir Mordred, whom Launcelot did not kill, limps off to Arthur. He has to go on horseback because, as you may have forgotten, all of this went down while King Arthur was away from Camelot on the pretext of … Continue reading →
43) Sir “Good Uwaine” Uwaine, the late Sir Uwaine’s brother with the same name 44) Sir “Big Heart” Ozanna 45) Sir Astamor 46) Sir Gromere Grummorson 47) Sir Crosshelm 48) Sir Servause the Bruce, who one time had dinner just … Continue reading →
“So what’s new, out in this non-Cornwall world where we both spend our time?” asks Mark, changing the subject. “They’ve just announced the next tournament in the season,” says Lamorak. “Hunting Castle, out by Camelot. King Anguish from Ireland and … Continue reading →
Malory has gotten bored of talking about Lamorak, again, so it’s back to Tristram. This will be an exciting chapter, I tell you what! Tristram! The jerk! He’s riding around, going from wherever he’d been to nowhere in particular, and … Continue reading →
“One slot remains,” says Arthur. “Who should join the knights of the Round Table?” “I can think of two candidates,” says Pellinore. “I can’t offer up an opinion on which of the two would be a better choice, however. The … 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 →
Trigger warning: mention of rape “Pellinore… Pellinore…” Arthur takes a moment to place the name. “Oh, that guy! The one who stole my horse and then killstealed King Lot! He’s a jerk!” cries Arthur. “Still, a fine knight and … Continue reading →
Trigger warning: mention of rape Double-length chapter today! Actually the chapter is the usual length but I’m unpacking it more than usual. So all of Camelot/London is one big festival, what with Arthur getting married, and in wanders these … Continue reading →
