11. Blood Feud

The Damsel huffed and puffed at a tavern called the Solsbury Shoe. “Stupid Balin,” the Damsel uttered, drunk and infuriated. “Without Tyrfing, I cannot complete my plan.” “Balin?” a voice said before her. She looked up to find a bartender wiping the inside of a flagon with a dirty rag. “Yes,” she said, huffing a… Continue reading 11. Blood Feud

10. Rightful Owner

Balin arrived at Lady Viviane’s house after a long and hurried run. He was excited to show off his new sword to her. He ran past her house to the woods behind, and then found the Lady of the Lake taming a wild squirrel with magic. “Lady Viviane,” Balin said to the Lady as he… Continue reading 10. Rightful Owner

9. Draw Straws

Sir Lanceor pulled with all his might—and for quite some time—before relenting. He held the sword out towards Sir Percival. “Here, Sir Percival,” he said. “I am clearly not pure enough a man! Perhaps you will have better luck!” This brought out loud guffaws and cackles from King Arthur’s court. With a huff and a… Continue reading 9. Draw Straws

8. Puff Puff

Sir Balan and the Damsel hadn’t walked a very long distance upon the highway to Camelot before the Damsel revealed a metal horn low on her hip. “Thirsty, sir knight?” she asked Sir Balan as she unhitched the horn from her belt and brandished it. “They brew some mighty strong stuff in Dál Riata, I’m… Continue reading 8. Puff Puff

7. Allure

Sir Balan returned home, hot and sweaty from the journey back. “Mother,” he called out as he entered. “I’ve returned.” Catalina was sitting at a window by a tall stack of clean dishes. “Welcome home, son,” she replied. “Look, how you’ve dirtied yourself.” “Yes,” Sir Balan replied as he changed into cleaner clothing. “I was… Continue reading 7. Allure