Sir SonicCelt spent the remainder of the month before the tournament, honing his jousting skills with blunted lance, against the BetterMan Moderator Knights, that wanted to try their luck against him.
Even Sir JonPop found himself on his ass a few times before he decided that he might be a little too old to do this jousting shit anymore.
Sir Happy Stud was the most active participant and even succeeded in knocking Sir Sonic from the saddle on one occasion.
You'd have thought that Sir Stud had just won the Super Bowl, the way he strutted around after that. But 11 more times on his ass, soon made even Sir Stud, realize that he was no match for the reigning champion.
Lady Susan practiced daily with the new arrows to test their flight and seemed satisfied that they flew to the target with accuracy.
As the day of the tournament was fast approaching, the kingdom was abuzz with activity. Tents were being raised and pendent's affixed, the jousting arena readied and hung with banners and bunting along the jousting wall. The stalls and tables were being set up to feed and entertain the many hundreds of people expected to attended.
Each Knight in the tournament would have separate quarters for himself, his squire and stall and food for his horse. This was a massive undertaking and King Arthur dug deep into the treasury to put on this event.
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