Dejected, Launcelot wandered off. He searched for a spiritual advisor to help him, as Nacien had done before. But the Grail quest was over, Nacien gone! Instead Launcelot stumbled into the hermitage where the Archbishop of Canterbury and Bedivere dwelled. … Continue reading →
Hey, remember Sir Launcelot? Remember how he was conspicuously absent for several scenes? Turns out he’d been chilling in Benwick the whole time. He got the letter from Sir Gawaine but assumed it was just Gawaine being a dick again, … Continue reading →
After a few minutes Bedivere and Lucan found them. They hauled Arthur and Mordred’s body to the nearest shelter, an abandoned chapel. Within, they took a quick inventory: Bedivere wounded, Lucan badly wounded, Arthur very badly wounded, and Mordred dead. … Continue reading →
Arthur woke up, again, and this time instead of going back to sleep he called in what remained of his brain trust, Sir Lucan the Caterer and his brother Sir Bedivere, who were literally the last Round Table knights in … Continue reading →
Mordred was still working on getting Guenever out of her tower when a messenger brought him word: Arthur, Gawaine, and their troops were landing at Dover. Turns out Mordred was a little overly pessimistic regarding Arthur’s survival! Mordred was okay … Continue reading →
We cut back to England and flash back to just after Arthur and Gawaine sailed away with their sixty thousand troops. Mordred, Guenever, and all the other survivors of Book XX stood on the dock and watched the ships disappear. … Continue reading →
And so it happened. No more peace till the one were dead. Or surrendered. Tapping out was still allowed; they weren’t animals. For three solid hours they jousted. Sir Launcelot and Sir Gawaine, hammering one another out in the field … Continue reading →
CUT TO Peter teleporting into Arthur’s camp. He and the damosel were immediately accosted by Sir Lucan the Caterer, one of the very few named knights who neither joined Launcelot nor were slain by him. Lucan quickly ushered them into … Continue reading →
Malory’s description at this point makes me almost wonder if he has some kind of preference between Sir Gawaine and Sir Launcelot, like, he thinks one of them was a generally awful person and the other was the best knight … Continue reading →
Somehow the Pope heard about this war and wrote a letter commanding Arthur and Launcelot to make up. Malory explains that the Bishop of Rochester acted as the Pope’s messenger on this one, but fails to explain how the news … Continue reading →
