“The guy sold me this armour at a discount, on account of the tiny gargoyle that incessantly nibbles thy titty. But, the thing is, that’s my favourite part.”
-Sir Helmaffron, on getting a goode deal
No suit of armour
Ist compleat
Without a tiny gargoyle
Suckling thy teat.
-Olde warriors’ adage
“Human sacrifice. This is the pryce. I lust not for thy gold, but for thy fealty in blood.”
-The Swiftly Minstrel, on what it shall cost thee to hear her croon
Commend me thy loyalty
Rejoice in my throng
Shed blood in my name
Be rewarded with song.
-Lyrics from Her Swiftfulness’s latest single “No Mercy to Those Who Defy Me” (feat. Bon Iver)
“A true knight cares not for worldly comforts.”
-Sir Iain Frittswythe, on why he just pooped in his own armour
“Verily, sire, thou hast been bested. Now lieth still whilst I färt upon thy plackart.”
-Standard utterance after victory in single combat
Images:
1 - Rudolf Schlichter, Blind Power
2 - Robinet Testard, Allegory of Music
4 - Paulus Kal, Fechtbuch, folio 55
The fact you have been able to keep up this theme for so long is amazing. Honestly it’s inspiring. Great work!