King Arthur: Fallen Champions Delayed
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Sir Lionel pulled hard on the reins. At the same time he felt the pull on his soul. Something was missing. His horse Excalibur - a grey stallion bred for the brutality of warfare coughed its displeasure. Despite its annoyance it came to an abrupt halt. He stared through the thick sea of trees directly ahread. The mass of ancient conifers coiled around each other. They seemed to be screaming in pain, or was it terror. He could not tell. Not did it matter, the forest was thinning out. Something was missing.
He adjusted the shield that rested on his left arm. It bore the crest of the one true king - Arthur. A symbol that he came from the lands of southern Britannia. Being a knight, he was trained to be unafraid. At least of most dangers. Even the type that most mortal persons would flee from. However, the creatures of Bedigrane Forest and beyond, were another matter. Still, something was missing.
Around him his retuine of companions and men-at-arms reigned in their own mounts. Surrounding him were a few dozen of his most seasoned soldiers. Warriors that during King Arthur's campaign had seen battle and hardship aplently. He had shed blood and sweat together with these men, to reunite a divided realm. Now those event past seemed long ago and far away. Now he ventured on a personal quest. One more important than serving the true king. Something remained missing.
