A month later, Launcelot gets bored and decides to go for a swim. Malory explains that he spent all the intervening time praying, and somewhat huffily asserts that no, he didn’t starve to death because God gave him manna, like … Continue reading →
Bors, Galahad, and Percivale are standing in front of the ruins of a castle they just left! It collapsed unexpectedly, and maybe there are survivors inside! But then there’s another thing that happens: they spot a wounded knight. He’s pulled … Continue reading →
Their next stop is a castle we’ve seen before. Specifically we left this castle way way back in Book II, Chapter 13. A group of weirdos emerges from the castle and accosts Mags and the knights. Since the time Sir … Continue reading →
Galahad, Percivale, Bors, and Magdalena travel for an indeterminate time, eventually arriving at a waste forest. In this remote corner of the world they happen across a magic deer and four magic lions. The lions chase the deer and the … Continue reading →
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 →
