As tiffin brews in Chancelot Kingdom, some random affair kicked Arthur Pentaghast out of the royal palace and his cushy life. He was sent on a save-face quest to pick up and deliver a mystical sword. Fortunately, he was joined by San, his beloved commoner bard, and a bunch of decent weirdos.
Unfortunately, trouble constantly brews, and he somehow throws himself onto the fated path of uniting his kingdom against an overseas invasion from some mysterious, Shadow Order of Cynics. One that would test his love for San with his duty as the next Monarch of the Western Isles.
My cuz convinced me to bring this back here, saying it might help me get some zest back for it. Hope so. This was supposedly labeled a "Incredibly Ridiculous Fantasy" by some person of importance. But it's really an absurd fantasy that doesn't belong anywhere. Especially where stuffy shirts tend to mingle, sipping scotch and smoking cigars. The inspiration is Monty Pythons.
My cuz convinced me to bring this back here, saying it might help me get some zest back for it. Hope so. This was supposedly labeled a "Incredibly Ridiculous Fantasy" by some person of importance. But it's really an absurd fantasy that doesn't belong anywhere. Espec...