Camelot

Ulrich lay in bed, relaxing. He’d just finished cleaning and organizing the bedchamber to prepare for Carina’s arrival tomorrow. He rested his hand behind his head and grinned. His wife would share his bed a day from now. It was unthinkable he’d ever been infatuated with Joan, and that Queen Guinevere had sentenced him to two nights in the dungeons for kissing Joan, over which he and Perceval subsequently came to blows. He cringed at the notion. What a fool he’d been to not see straight away…

Sexism and misogyny in Theater There are plenty of women who produce, direct, design sets and act in theatrical productions, however they did not always have these opportunities. “Women’s parts were played by men until the late 1700’s. When women did get the chance to perform in the United States, actresses were often seen as fallen or disgraced women because respectable women were not supposed to engage in public activity” (Matthews, 315). Examples of sexism in theatric productions include,…

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When reading this poem, there is an immediate ultimatum when the Green Knight enters Camelot on horseback. He came with a strange offer in which anyone could take up an axe and deliver a blow to his neck while he bent over and stood still. In return, whomever agreed would have to suffer the same hit by the Green Knight in one years’ time…

that caliber than she doesn’t deserve to live.” Guila took a step forward, intending to finish the fight but was stopped by the voice coming out of the smoke. “I may not be a member of the legendary Seven Deadly Sins, but I am a Holy Knight of Camelot. If I couldn’t survive such a miniscule blast then I don’t deserve my position my position as a Knight of the Round Table.” The smoke dissipated revealing Saber dressed in a blue dress with silver and azure armor, she held her sword and sheath…

Here is a ye olde tale Once upon a time, in the magical land of Yang lived a young girl named Chino. She lived along with her family and a best friend named Vamsi, he was a head knight in the king’s own personal guard. Chino hoped one day that she could be the best story teller in the entire middle earth, like her aunt Rona, who was a silver tongue. Silver tongues are a race of magical story tellers, who had the power of weaving the best stories ever heard in all of the three worlds, and they…

Pawl, the Court Healer and a widower, had a problem with drink for years and years until he’d recently married Lady Lindara. Now he was fit and happy, but still brewing up his tincture for those in need, like Gawain. “Bless you, Perceval.” Gawain uncorked the bottle, pinched his nose, and downed the gelatinous, repulsive fluid in one go, gagging the moment it slid down his throat. The taste and texture was that of a rotten egg. However, since this was the only effective remedy he knew of, he…