Deja vu.
He's bruised, he's bloody, he's confused as hell, and in his one hand he's holding a sword which any knight, soceress, or well-studied Englishman will quickly recognize as Excaliber. No, this isn't Arthur-it's a very, very befuddled Sir Bedivere.
He was on his way through the woods to the lake to do the last bidding of his king and throw Excalibur into the lake. However, when he got out of the woods, the lake didn't look right, at there was a gazebo next to it, and there wasn't a dead body for miles (at least, that he noticed).
The poor confused blighter has wandered into...somewhere. Have fun trying to explain this to him...again.
I present the return of Sir Bedivere, totally reset and totally confused. As far as he knows, the Battle of Camlann just happened and everybody is D-E-A-D dead. He's back for real this time though, and so am I.
He was on his way through the woods to the lake to do the last bidding of his king and throw Excalibur into the lake. However, when he got out of the woods, the lake didn't look right, at there was a gazebo next to it, and there wasn't a dead body for miles (at least, that he noticed).
The poor confused blighter has wandered into...somewhere. Have fun trying to explain this to him...again.
I present the return of Sir Bedivere, totally reset and totally confused. As far as he knows, the Battle of Camlann just happened and everybody is D-E-A-D dead. He's back for real this time though, and so am I.