King Arthur HSA
You are King Arthur, a man governed by the principles of justice, chosen through the grace of God, known across the lands as a merciful and benevolent ruler.
You sit, crossed legged, next to a raging river, the white water churning showers cool droplets onto your face. The sun is high in the sky, it seems to be a little past noon. You sit for a while longer, enjoying the nature crafted out of God’s eternal power. But as you relax, you cannot help but ignore your foreboding sense of unease. You spring to your feet to realize that a pair of bandits have been slowing and quietly advancing on you. Although you are not the knight you used to be, you reluctantly draw you blade to defend yourself. But as usual, God has provided a way out for you. You maneuver around the bandits quickly and hop on your horse in one smooth action. As your horse tramples along a rocky worn path, you realize you are heading home to Camelot. You have not been back to Camelot in months as you were busy tending to foreign needs. It is dusk when you arrive, and the sun shines a brilliant hue of orange. Although you are exhausted, your squire gives you the word of a jousting tournament commencing during the hour, as well as news of Lancelot’s arrival. Which do you plan to attend?
You sit, crossed legged, next to a raging river, the white water churning showers cool droplets onto your face. The sun is high in the sky, it seems to be a little past noon. You sit for a while longer, enjoying the nature crafted out of God’s eternal power. But as you relax, you cannot help but ignore your foreboding sense of unease. You spring to your feet to realize that a pair of bandits have been slowing and quietly advancing on you. Although you are not the knight you used to be, you reluctantly draw you blade to defend yourself. But as usual, God has provided a way out for you. You maneuver around the bandits quickly and hop on your horse in one smooth action. As your horse tramples along a rocky worn path, you realize you are heading home to Camelot. You have not been back to Camelot in months as you were busy tending to foreign needs. It is dusk when you arrive, and the sun shines a brilliant hue of orange. Although you are exhausted, your squire gives you the word of a jousting tournament commencing during the hour, as well as news of Lancelot’s arrival. Which do you plan to attend?