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DINADAN :
( Stop it, Fifi! )
PERCIVAL :
Welcome back, Dinadan!
DINADAN :
Hey, looking better already.
Your ribs still hurt?
PERCIVAL :
No, I’m okay.
( I’m still a little cold. )
DINADAN :
Good! With what I found, we should be all set to go.
( Look, I even got us a bit of ham. )
( Percival : Ham! )
Where are Tristan and His Gloominess?
PERCIVAL :
They’re in the courtyard, and, uh…
Sir Tristan’s been acting strange since you left.
( His Gloominess? )
DINADAN :
Strange? Strange how?
PERCIVAL :
Well, he looks…
… depressed?
DINADAN :
… I should’ve seen this coming.
Tristan, hey.
We’re gonna be good to go within the day, c’mon.
TRISTAN :
(depressed)
… What’s the point.
All this wasted time…
We’ll have to catch up to Breuse…
then come back to finish the quest…
and finally go back to Camelot…
So many steps before I can return to Tintagel…
MORDRED :
Do you miss Cornwall that much, sir?
DINADAN :
Well, not exactly, it’s⎯
TRISTAN :
Iseult!
Oh! To defy the bounds of propriety to ravish her and leave this yearning behind…
( trembles )
PERCIVAL :
… Who…
is Iseult?
TRISTAN :
(shocked)
Who is Iseult?!
Iseult is the glow of the rising sun warming my skin,
the ocean's alluring waves drawing me in,
the lightning strike that kindles a blaze as deep…
as my deepest devotion!
DINADAN :
Don't worry, she is in fact a woman, not a storm.
TRISTAN :
She’s the love of my life!
DINADAN :
Tristan, enough about Iseult.
PERCIVAL :
( After we left, Sir Tristan got his cheer back.
According to Dinadan, he falls into these slumps when he’s bored,
especially in the aftermath of such excitement.
Fortunately, Dinadan’s good mood is contagious.
Following the hound, we headed north.
The journey was an opportunity to learn a little more about their past quests… )
TRISTAN :
No, no, that was when we went back to Ireland.
DINADAN :
Are you sure?
TRISTAN :
Yes, Lionel was still around.
PERCIVAL :
( … and about fallen knights.
I was a bit lost in the midst of everything they mentioned, so I asked some questions.
The Round Table was created in the wake of a civil war in Britain…
… that began with Arthur’s advent.
Several monarchs did not approve of him,
King Loth of Orkney among them.
He plotted a rebellion for years before putting his plan into action,
which led to his tragic fate at the hands of my father, Pellinore. )
TRISTAN :
I think the war really did weaken the Round Table’s unity.
Or at least, Arthur’s faith that it would hold together.
At the time, some knights were very much looked down upon just because of their homelands.
MORDRED :
… So that hasn’t changed, then?
TRISTAN :
( surprised )
What do you mean by that, Mordred?
MORDRED :
According to Breuse, that’s why you hate him.
Because you were on Arthur’s side during the war, and he…
on my father’s.
TRISTAN, DINADAN :
...
TRISTAN :
I’m… really sorry, Mordred.
But he lied to you.
At the time, Dinadan and I were your age, at most.
And the three of us didn’t even know each other.
Besides, it would be very unseemly of me to resent Breuse for that,
given that Cornwall rebelled right alongside Loth.
[ arrows : treacherous scum, teehee~ ]
Breuse clearly doesn’t need more reasons to be obnoxious.
MORDRED :
( perplexed )
But, why would he lie to us?
It makes no sense.
DINADAN :
To make you feel sorry for him, probably.
He does it to get himself out of tight spots a lot. He's always manipulated everyone whenever he pleased.
TRISTAN :
Our resentment stems from the fact that we were allies, and that he deceived us.
…
To tell the truth, he and I used to be very close.
And I have Din and his brother to thank for their dedication
to finally making me see the truth of him,
because I was ready to forgive him anything.
I was young,
dumb,
and madly in love.
DINADAN :
Things haven't changed much, you’re just not all that young anymore.
TRISTAN :
Hey!
PERCIVAL :
Sir, you…
You really have terrible taste in men…
TRISTAN :
( Ouch, such honesty… )
He didn’t age well is all, he was very handsome when⎯
DINADAN :
Nah, he always looked like a rat’s ass.
TRISTAN :
Din… ( How cruel… )
DINADAN :
But hey, you made up for it later.
And now you’ve got Iseult.
TRISTAN :
And she’s perfect!
PERCIVAL :
( Two days later, we crossed the border out of Corbenic.
As promised, Sir Tristan started supervising our training.
Every day, Mordred and I were made to attack him as a pair.
Every day…
he gave us the beating of a lifetime. )
TRISTAN :
Your goal isn’t to win against me, that’s not going to happen.
You just have to be at ease with each other.
Fighting as a pair is like dancing.
You must learn your partner’s steps to master your own.
C’mon, let's get back into it!
PERCIVAL :
( Mordred…
… didn’t seem very pleased by this turn of event.
I thought he still wanted to speak to Dinadan, but couldn't muster the nerve to do so.
So I tried to cheer him on.
( I’m right behind you, go go go! )
… In vain.
And then one day… )
TRISTAN :
Look, Din and I made a deal!
He’ll be supervising your training today, for a change!
MORDRED :
Why's that?
TRISTAN :
I reckon you could use a different opponent today.
I wouldn’t want you to get used to my moves!
MORDRED :
( disdainful )
Against him, really?
I haven’t seen him wield a single weapon since we met.
DINADAN :
True, I’m probably a bit rusty.
Nothing that’ll stop me from fighting a couple of squires, though.
MORDRED :
[stare]
Percival.
Stay back.
[unsheathes sword]
PERCIVAL :
Huh?
DINADAN :
He’s right, Percy.
I think His Gloominess
is dying to vent out his frustrations on me.
[ fight fight ]
DINADAN :
See, a lance has two ends to watch out for.
You were taken by surprise, I think.
Wanna try again?
If you want, I won’t go for a backhanded strike this ti⎯
MORDRED :
I…
I don’t even know why I bother.
…This is why you wanted to bring me along, isn’t it?
So you could mock me
and make a show of contemptuous pity.
Your lie about the quest, your lack of interest in our training…
This is the only explanation.
You were just waiting for me to admit to my own mediocrity.
DINADAN :
… Contempt and mockery, huh?
Are those really my only options?
MORDRED :
There’s also the need for a squire, as mediocre as they may be.
DINADAN :
You’re not mediocre, Mordred.
MORDRED :
Do you think Gawain only lets me do castle watches
just because she’s “protective”?
She got the right of it,
as did Tristan.
We’re weak, as far as squires go.
Percival just has an excuse because he only started training two months ago⎯
DINADAN :
You beat three apprentices at that tourney, Mordred.
Three kids nearly as tall as you, probably older, all ganging up on you.
You have no idea how promising that is, for a squire.
So what, did you think you'd beat me?
You've got a very poor opinion of me, I can understand that,
but I’ve been in the business for longer than you've been alive.
Look, I can’t speak for Gawain. But Tristan was never a squire at all, so he doesn’t know what it’s like.
To be under such pressure, such expectations from your family…
It makes you feel like becoming the best
is your only goal as a knight.
But we can’t all be Lancelot.
… Even Lancelot's not what you'd expect of the best knight around.
…
The only reason why I brought you and Percival along
is because the two of you looked absolutely miserable in Camelot.
So, yes, I could’ve brought anyone I chose,
and I don’t care about your combat skills at all.
But I thought that, just for the one quest,
I could take your mind off things for a bit.
PERCIVAL :
Dinad⎯
MORDRED :
Very well.
… Let’s go again.
PERCIVAL :
( We resumed our training.
( Tristan : Come and join us, Percival!
Percival : Yeah! )
And soon, we’ll be in Lothian,
ready to confront Breuse. )
ROUND TABLE TRIVIA
Where would a knight be without their trusty horse? Here’s a few of the horses of the Round Table!
Fifi needs no introduction, what a star.
Fifi is short for “fifille” (girlie).
Tristan’s horse name is Bastard, and it pays him back a hundredfold.
Seneschal Kay’s horse is “Long-Necked Alezan” .
( Kay, rejecting emotional attachment )
Knights suck at naming things.
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