The royal palace proclaimed that the value of a knight is by their strength and valor.The stronger becomes the victor and the weaker is the loser. Fame and wealth, land and love, naturally they are rewarded to the winner who has the better guts and muscle! Who has an excuse when God decides that they fall over their horse's crupper?That is the rule of the world. And it goes the same for one of the weakest of knights, Hystult.* * *Hystult, young and green, and championing an impressive 0-99 lose-streak throughout his knighting career so far. Ouch!Those with franchise grimace at the record. Serfs and freemen can understand that that isn't something to be proud of either.But look on the bright side. Bigger and bigger losses only means a huge break soon, right?!Spring has come. The royal palace has proclaimed a tourney in celebration of Pentecost. Saved or Saracen, anyone can attend if they're no brigand! Visitors are to convene at Paris for the great festivities.Hystult, looking for any chance to better his lose-streak (or worsen it...), travels on an old roman highway for the great citadel, like any knight who values his knighthood.The trip was peaceful.Until it wasn't.A sorceress in the way was asking for change from a knight with largesse, but "accidentally" threw her magic ball into his skull once she knew he wouldn't cough up a coin.Knocked him out for a good thirty minutes. Even for a knight, isn't that too flimsy?Returned to consciousness, his eyes glazes over a screen as he rubs the sore spot that left him prone in the middle of the road.Hystult : W-What!? For how long?! I should've knew by that fox-eyed look of hers! What am I even looking at...? <<blink, blink...>>Wide and naive eyes peer into the thread with the intelligence of a pup.Hystult : Oi... Who are you talking to, huh?>What say to our unfortunate knight?
>>6423354Do you have a moment to talk about our Lord and Savior Jesus Christ?
>>6423359King of Kings, Lord of Lords, King of the Jews, Cleanser of the Temple. Accept Him to begin the first step on the road to the Kingdom of Heaven.
The work of spirits? Or the work of the mind broken by an abysmal knighting record?His head spins. Partially from the trauma of a crystal ball putting a dent into his head, partially from the strangeness of the phantasmic box filling up with replies.He didn't take himself for someone vulnerable to delusions, if we don't count his dreams for renown.Hystult : The good Iesu who died for us on Friday? I am baptized! As any man belonging to good Christian parents are! First I got hit by a witchful slag, now I'm being evangelized by a vision! I swear my honor on the Lord every fight. << cough >> although I haven't gone to mass in a while... << cough >>But remembering the unconscientious sorceress sours Hystult's mood.Hystult : So dastardly. She asks for a penny that I barely have for myself, and when that didn't work she makes off like a thug.He couldn't believe it. Even as he's left to himself, his casque, and his sword. She's a madwoman to assail a warrior in broad daylight....Hystult : << !!! >> Wait.He gropes over his plating and mail.It's gone.Hystult : THAT WENCH TOOK MY PURSE.So shouts the 0-99 knight. Now, the penniless knight. He shakes his fist in the air as if it'll provide succor to his displeasure.> What say to our unfortunate knight? What do?
>>6423423Pray to the Lord in Heaven above for guidance, grace, and a blessing."In much work there shall be abundance: but where there are many words, there is oftentimes want"
>>6423423Find the dastardly witch
>>6423423>Find the dastardly witch
