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MERLIN :
Hm, looks like it has begun.
So how about it, Dinadan?
How long is it going to take for you to figure this out?
BRUNOR :
What..?
DINADAN :
This is…
Lionel, a knight of the Round Table.
Well, former knight of the Round Table.
BRUNOR :
What are you talking about? Lionel's dead.
DINADAN :
That’s what I’m saying.
Look at him.
It's all coming together.
His general appearance, monstrous as he is…
The coat of Gaunes…
And there, at his waist, that's the satchel he used to store his weapons in.
Maybe the dagger you found fell out of it…?
BRUNOR :
You do realize none of what you’re saying is making any sense, right?
DINADAN :
I saw a similar creature when we were in Corbenic.
A human being turned into…whatever this is,
by the Grail, if I got it right.
MORDRED :
( …by the Grail?
In Corbenic… What…? )
BRUNOR :
By the what?
DINADAN :
I’ll explain later.
And I need to think this over without him hovering around us.
We should retreat and find a way to deal with him without attacking him upfront.
But like as not, there’s your culprit, Brunor.
BRUNOR :
You’re quick to jump to conclusions.
It still doesn’t make any sense.
DINADAN :
It makes more sense than Bors suddenly having some murderous thoughts
over old quarrels from a generation over, if you want my opinion.
BRUNOR :
I’ve seen people seek revenge for less,
and so have you.
Dammit, Lionel himself is a textbook example of pointless vengeance. I only want justice to be done!
DINADAN :
No, what you want is revenge!
It’s driving you nuts to have no one to blame but him,
because he clearly doesn’t have any motive!
Dad was just in the wrong place at the wrong time, but you can't accept that!
So you’re pressing on, despite the evidence staring you in the face!
BRUNOR :
…That's the stupidest thing I’ve ever heard.
DINADAN :
Oh, now you’re just being difficult!
BRUNOR :
[ irritated ]
And you should stop thinking you’ve got all the answers.
Stop pointing out everyone’s flaws
when you’d rather run off than face yours head on.
DINADAN :
I⎯
MORDRED :
Listen, we could⎯
DINADAN :
Mordred!
Mordred!
SENESCHAL :
Welcome back to Tintagel, Sir Tristan!
Sir Palamedes said you’d be coming. She also said to tell you this :
your uncle is off hunting,
and Dame Iseult is down on the beach, enjoying today’s fine weather.
TRISTAN :
Iseult!
Iseult!
ISEULT :
Tristan!
[ they run at each other and hug and kiss aww!! ]
ISEULT :
No, wait!
We’re not alone, Tristan, please⎯
TRISTAN :
I don’t care, I missed you so!
[ percy galahad and bors r just standing here. awkward. ]
ISEULT :
No, you don’t deserve a kiss! You never reply to any of my letters…
TRISTAN :
But⎯!
ISEULT :
Come now, let me go, so I can see our guests.
Ah, dear knights and squires. it is my pleasure to see you all here.
Shouldn’t the perfect guests wait for their host in the castle, though?
BORS :
Your seneschal told us he’d come fetch us for dinner, my lady.
Besides, one of us was more than eager to see you again as quickly as possible.
ISEULT :
My, my, Sir Bors. (wink)
I didn’t think you so bold! ~ <3
BORS :
My lady, please, I’m not…I…
ISEULT :
Oh, I’m just messing with you!
It’s such a welcome surprise, I’m overjoyed.
Please enjoy the beach while the season lasts!
Summer will be over soon.
BORS :
It’s starting to get a little chilly.
PALAMEDES :
[ sighs ]
…They could at least attempt to behave.
BORS :
Come on, Palamedes, let’s cut them some slack. Just for tonight.
PALAMEDES :
Aww, you’re all flustered. (hehe)
BORS :
(visibly flustered)
I’m not.
GALAHAD :
I didn’t expect to end the day with a dip!
PERCIVAL :
Even if the water’s cold?
GALAHAD :
Colder than when you dove in to save Sir Tristan this afternoon?
By the way, are you okay?
You looked like you’d gotten hit in the chest earlier⎯
PERCIVAL :
I’m fine.
It’s nothing.
GALAHAD :
You don’t have to be rude about it, you know.
I’m worried about you, that’s all.
PERCIVAL :
…Ah.
No, I… Nobody likes a whiner, is all…
PALAMEDES :
What, did you learn that off Tristan?
[ she hops off her rock ]
If you want actual good advice, here’s some for you : stop listening to him,
or you probably won’t last the year.
PERCIVAL :
…What’s wrong with her?
How's that any of her business?
BORS :
She’s not wrong, you know.
Tristan… does not deal with his weaknesses well.
He hides them, or lies about them.
But even as knights, we’re not infallible.
You can choose to keep it all to yourself, but only at a cost.
Even Tristan has someone to share his sorrows with.
Someone who can understand the way he feels.
PERCIVAL :
(embarrassed)
…Forgive me, Galahad.
I already told someone…
…and I don’t have it in me to do it all over again.
GALAHAD :
I get it.
But next time,
just tell me you don’t want to talk about it.
PERCIVAL :
Okay.
( Someone who can understand the way I feel… )
[ cut back to mordred. lionel is breathing over him. ]
DINADAN :
Mordred!
[ brunor unsheathes his sword and hacks at lionel's arm. he lets go of mordred. ]
DINADAN :
Are you alright?
Can you⎯
MORDRED :
Ah!
BRUNOR :
Din!
[ mordred stabs lionel. he has absolutely 0 reaction rip. in a panic, mordred spots the golden sword thrust through lionel's heart, seizes it, and, despite his sizzling flesh, tries to pull it out. ]
DINADAN :
Stop it!
We don’t stand a chance, we need to retreat!
[ they ride off. as they gallop, dinadan glances back. ]
DINADAN :
We're good, Brunor, we should be far enough to⎯
BRUNOR :
Din!
ROUND TABLE TRIVIA
Ars moriendi : the art of dying.
Mortality rates are high among knights, which leads them to actively seek a good, honorable death.
NPC :
If it’s not honorable enough, I’m dipping, bye xoxo
Knights are buried with their weapons, armor, and any item related to their achievements and virtues.
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