Malory shifts gears unexpectedly at this point. Sir Carados, he announces, that mighty villain who is 100% knight, 100% king, and 99% giant, fought Sir Gawaine. This is a whole new Sir Carados. Forget everything you thought you knew about … Continue reading →
Long story short, Tristram and Breunor fight, and Tristram wins. Eventually Breunor loses his head, which is to say, he tries to surrender and while he is, in Malory’s words, grovelling, Tristram decapitates him. Sir Tristram: kind of bloodthirsty! Afterwards … Continue reading →
Tristram and the lovely Isoud get taken prisoner at Castle Weeping. They haven’t been imprisoned long at all before a knight and a lady come to visit them. “Hey, buddy, we heard you got imprisoned,” say the knight and … Continue reading →
Once the partying and charm offensive die down, everyone pretty much assumes that Sir Tristram and the lovely Isoud will be wed. Certainly it’s what Queen Isoud and King Anguish expect. But Tristram keeps failing to ask for her hand, … Continue reading →
As promised, Sir Tristram fights with Sir Bleoberis! Actually, no, Tristram fights with Sir Bleoberis’s champion, his brother Sir Blamore. I don’t know why they make that switch at the last minute. Highlights of this joust include King Anguish pointing … Continue reading →
Meanwhile again, while we’re just talking about the random stuff that Tristram does, he’s outside his tent (which he’s still got pitched outside Camelot) chillaxing when a lady wanders by, sobbing. Tristram asks her why she’s sobbing, and if she … Continue reading →
A little short today, but hey, that happens sometimes. So quick recap: Sir Tristram is the best at everything, the lovely Isoud is the hottest damosel in Christendom, and King Mark secretly hates Tristram for sleeping with Mark’s former mistress. … Continue reading →
So Tristram and Bleoberis meet, and they have a conversation that goes more or less like this. “Surrender Sally!” shouts Tristram. But Bleoberis replies with a snort. “No! What are you, Cornish? I don’t abide uppity Cornish knights.” … Continue reading →
Cut to: Tristram looking down on two likely knights, is how Malory phrases it. He’s caught up to the troublemakers, Sir Lusty and Sir Thug. He gears up to give them what-for! Gouvernail, Tristram’s valet/Latin tutor/squire, frets. “Sir, sir, … Continue reading →
And then Sir Bleoberis shows up! It’s okay if you don’t remember him, Malory says. He was in some of the big jousting crowd scenes in Book VII, but Malory graciously forgives you for having forgotten about him. Bleoberis facts: … Continue reading →
