Year 486: The Sword of Victory
Sir Moris, Sir Selivant, Sir Guy, Sir Gerin, Sir Harvis, Sir Alexander, Lady Lore
The year begins with the knights of Salisbury being placed on garrison duty, a rather uninteresting task. The knights continue their way into around the county without a sign of any problems The air of boredom was welling up in the hearts of the knights, and slowly the men begin to question if they would ever participate in glory again.
When suddenly a man approached the knights. He was rather old and tattered in goat skins. He needed help. His goat has wandered up a hill, and he is too old to retrieve the beast. Sir Gerin and Sir Harvis scoffed at the old man. He was nothing but a peasant, and a peasant they do not have to care. They simply disregard his idea as misfortune. Sir Selivant, Sir Alexander, Sir Moris and Sir Guy, on the other hand, felt pity for the old man. They went to retrieve the man’s rather sizable goat. Sir Gerin and Sir Harvis stayed behind to ‘protect’ the old man.
When they approached the goat, they were surprised to see the true size of the goat. He was much larger than expect. In fact, the creature was the size of a small horse. The creature was hidden in the ruins of a long, lost manor. As they went closer to retrieve the animal, the goat bolted into the woods. The others followed, for a knight’s value is only as good as his word. As they turned a corner, the knights came upon a large problem. A giant with three-eyes stood by the goat. He was massive, bigger than any man the knights have every laid witness. Before the knights could respond, the giant grasped the goat by his horns tossing it down the hill. The knights charged.
The battle was fierce, but in the end, the knights came out victorious. Only Sir Guy was seriously wounded. The knights were attempting to find the location of the large goat when the old shepherd approached from behind. He revealed his true form, that of the court wizard and son of the devil, Merlin the Wizard.
The group was shocked to find the wizened man so far away from the royal court; not to mention his astute usage of powerful glamour magic. He simply replied, “You will do.” Merlin asked Sir Guy to retrieve the horses and retreat to gather the rest of the knights. When the young dark knight was gone from the hill, he told Sir Selivant, Sir Alexnader and Sir Moris to follow him into woods. When Sir Guy returned with the lagging knights, Merlin and his accomplishing knights had vanishing into the woods. He was disappointed, a chance for glory was missed.
In the woods, Merlin lead the knights to a large lake. A lake that was far too large to be resting in Salisbury’s forests. Merlin proclaimed, “The fairy will try to stop me. Do not let them distract me.” Without warning, a strange green man burst from the forest wall. Sir Selivant turned to notice on Merlin, who was approaching a barge. Both knew that they had a little chance to survive against a beast of the fairy, so they called on their honor to help protect them.
Moris was found wanting.
Something snapped in his head. A broad smile came across his face as he proclaimed that the Silver Lake will claim his honor. He dove into the lake trying to reach Merlin. He faded into the mist. Only Selivant stood, impassioned with the sense of duty and honor.
The green knight protruded an extra arm armed with a green blade from his chest with profane ease. Sir Selivant was not dismayed. He stood his ground and laid a grand strike against the green man. The creature, a nukalavee unbeknown to Selivant, noticed the other knight retreat into the watery silver lake. Like a man suckling a noodle, the beast returned his arm to his chest as if it was never there.
The green man attempting to charge through the knight’s path. Sir Selivant did not stand for it and landed a resounding blow to the man. The strike would have knocked the most sturdy of men from his horse, but the green man was unnatural. He was adhered to the horse. Or was the horse part of him? He bled water from his deep wound. The green man turned his attention to the knight now, but he did not last. A second blow caused a larger, deeper cut to flow open. Water gushed like a fountain from the creature as he dissolved into a pile of disgusting green slime.
Sir Selivant returned to great Merlin, who leaped from the boat on the water. His strides did not sink and he greeted Selivant with a beautiful sword in his hand. He does not say much, only, “Britain is in your debt. Follow me back.”
When the wizard and knight emerged from the forest, the remaining knights, minus Moris, was waiting for them. Merlin told them to return to their earl and tell them of what happened here. Tell no one else until you return, not even amongst yourselves. With that, Merlin walked into the forest leaving the knights to travel to Sarum castle.
The trip was silent, Sir Selivant would not discuss what happened in the forest. They also questioned him about Sir Moris, but he would not budge on his discussion.
Sarum castle allowed them access to Earl Roderick, his beautiful wife, Lady Jenna next to him. Their liege lord asked them, why have they wish to speak to him. His face was riddled with concern. Sir Selivant came forward and told the story of the Sword Lake. He was also regretful to tell Earl Roderick that Sir Moris was lost to madness. He had turned wooden and his passions overcame him.
Earl Roderick praises all of them for their deeds for Britain. A feast was called in their honor, and they were given seats at the front of the table.
After the feast, there was the problem of the estate of Idmiston. With Moris dead and his brother, Berel, too young to inherit, Lady Lore was called forth. Sir Berel could not become heir. He was too young and Sir Moris could not be declared dead. Earl Roderick demanded some type of answers to what happened to him.
So Lady Lady gathered many knights together for a quest to find Moris.