A couple of days of travel after visiting the abbot with the bizarre intrepretations of visions Bors didn’t actually have, our man Bors comes to a jousting tournament! It’s been too long since Malory threw one in, I mean, like … Continue reading →
CUT TO the next morning. We join the scene in medias res, with Bors explaining to the abbot how he can only have bread and water for breakfast, due to the strictures of the Grail Quest. “Hmm. Bread and … Continue reading →
Last entry was a little long, this one is short. These things happen! Sir Bors, having just defeated the Devil (without resorting to self-mutilation) stands alone in the wilderness. In the distance he hears a churchbell ringing, and he … Continue reading →
“You’re a priest, right?” Bors asks not-Nacien. “I’m absolutely a priest. I’m Nacien; Nacien is a priest. Therefore I am a priest.” “I had this dream you can maybe interpret, then.” Bors relates the dream he had instead of sex, … Continue reading →
More sexual assault this chapter. Just a dab. After a brief stopover in an harbour to a lady which knew him well enough, Bors falls right into his next marvellous adventure. Just a reminder, the scale goes “no adventure, adventure, … Continue reading →
In the morning Bors wakes up and reflects on what a crazy dream he had. Modestly, he dresses himself before meeting with Catherine, and even more modestly, he insists on the two of them taking in a Mass before they … Continue reading →
THE STORY OF CATHERINE AND HER SISTER, AS TOLD BY CATHERINE Once upon a time, there was a king named Aniause, who ruled a whole valley. And he married my older sister Minnie-May, despite me being single and much … Continue reading →
At the Tower Of The Hot Chick, Bors gets seriously feted. It is a whole big thing. Before he knows it, he’s in Catherine’s boudoir, and she’s sitting very close to him on a sofa, and she’s wearing something see-through. … Continue reading →
We flash back to the end of Book XIII, Chapter 8. Sir Bors, like all the rest of the knights on the Quest for the Holy Grail, rides out of Camelot and quickly finds himself alone. He rides along for … Continue reading →
Ector and Gawaine wander around a while after burying Uwaine, and then they show up at Nacien’s house. NB this is actual Nacien, identified as such by name, rather than a generic and nonspecific old man in white robes. I … Continue reading →
