Sir Persant, the Indigo Knight, gets tired of waiting around on Gareth and Linet to ride up, and rides out to meet them, and long story short there’s a joust and Gareth beats the Indigo Knight. Afterwards the Indigo Knight … Continue reading →
So at this point it’s clear that when Linet asserted that the Red Knight of the Red Lands was causing trouble for her sister, she didn’t mean that Red Knight or those Red Lands. Apparently Malory liked the imagery of … Continue reading →
Okay, so, the Pass Perilous and the Red Lands. This place requires a little bit of description; it’s moderately Tolkeinesque. You’ve got a big tower, with walls around it, and another set of walls around that. The whole thing is … Continue reading →
Long story short, Gareth wins, although he’s injured in the process. The Black Knight is slain, and Gareth claims his horse and changes into his armor (which is, apparently, nicer than the armor that Peter supplied Gareth with back in … Continue reading →
The next morning Linet and Gareth get back on the road, through the woods and over hills and they come to a wide river with a ford across it, guarded by a pair of knights. “There’s two of them, Prettyboy,” … Continue reading →
Meanwhile Gareth catches up with Linet, again. She is not happy to see him. “I already ditched you twice,” Linet tells him. “What are you doing here? Why do you keep following me? You filthy kitchen boy, with your greasy … Continue reading →
King Arthur’s court is all abuzz about Prettyboy and his strange adventure and how he got a horse and armor and a nice golden cloak all out of nowhere, after a year of slaving away in the kitchens for Sir … Continue reading →
A year later, the next Pentecost, Arthur is once again pacing around, waiting for the annual strange adventure. Finally a page comes in, tells him it’s cool, there’s a girl here with a strange adventure. Now this girl’s name is … Continue reading →
SMASH CUT to Arthur’s court, as he welcomes the three men to the big Pentecost feast. “Two men and a third man who’s seven feet tall!” cries Arthur. “As strange adventures go, that’s… pretty tame, actually. Now I’m worried there’s … Continue reading →
All right! A bold new era for Le Morte D’Arthur, as we start Book VII! Book VII requires a little bit of lead-in, stuff to bear in mind: 1) An extremely cursory internet browse (the only research I’m doing on … Continue reading →
