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Les Chansons de Geste
The bards held lutes as they stood in the soft lighting of the tavern.
While they plucked the strings, poetry spilled out in a steady stream.
They were filled with reverence and nostalgia as they spoke in praise of the Great and the exploits of his twelve paladins, creating the Les Chansons de Geste about them.
The knights rode all over the European continent for their beliefs.
While listening to these poems, the people raised their glasses for the paladins in remote lands.
Ancient poems would not be carved into stone, and yet they would still be able to stand the test of time in the minds of the people. They are even more long-lasting than the achievements of the Great.
While they plucked the strings, poetry spilled out in a steady stream.
They were filled with reverence and nostalgia as they spoke in praise of the Great and the exploits of his twelve paladins, creating the Les Chansons de Geste about them.
The knights rode all over the European continent for their beliefs.
While listening to these poems, the people raised their glasses for the paladins in remote lands.
Ancient poems would not be carved into stone, and yet they would still be able to stand the test of time in the minds of the people. They are even more long-lasting than the achievements of the Great.
Resplendent Quetzal
The lord bestowed the medal ribbon upon the knight.
The knight then kneeled on one knee and swore an oath to fight for glory.
The angel granted the sword and the horn to the knight.
The knight then kneeled on one knee and swore an oath to fight for his beliefs.
His friend had nothing she could give the knight.
Still, he promised her
"I will fight to my last breath for your freedom."
The quetzal flying across the sky was like the freedom she sought. Even if all that is left is his spirit and even if there might never seem to be an end, the knight still would not go against his vow.
The knight then kneeled on one knee and swore an oath to fight for glory.
The angel granted the sword and the horn to the knight.
The knight then kneeled on one knee and swore an oath to fight for his beliefs.
His friend had nothing she could give the knight.
Still, he promised her
"I will fight to my last breath for your freedom."
The quetzal flying across the sky was like the freedom she sought. Even if all that is left is his spirit and even if there might never seem to be an end, the knight still would not go against his vow.
Code of Chivalry
Pandora Wilson: Pleasure to meet you, Sir.
A Knight: Ooh, ooh! Someone must admit that it was definitely taken by surprise. While it might be slightly rude, please allow Someone to ask: are thee also a spirit trapped in a statue, my lady?
Pandora Wilson: My apologies, but this is merely my arcane skill.
A Knight: There is no need to apologize. Someone overstepped the bounds of propriety.
Pandora Wilson: Thank you for taking the time to have this interview. I must say, it is very soothing to be speaking with such an elegant knight as you.
A Knight: Someone is flattered. Actually, Someone hath a small request, hopefully thou might entertain.
Pandora Wilson: Please go on.
A Knight: Dost thee desire using thy arcane skill to open a mouth on this armor, as what thou did with this statue? Someone is very curious about what people might think when a set of armor produces two different voices.
A Knight: Ooh, ooh! Someone must admit that it was definitely taken by surprise. While it might be slightly rude, please allow Someone to ask: are thee also a spirit trapped in a statue, my lady?
Pandora Wilson: My apologies, but this is merely my arcane skill.
A Knight: There is no need to apologize. Someone overstepped the bounds of propriety.
Pandora Wilson: Thank you for taking the time to have this interview. I must say, it is very soothing to be speaking with such an elegant knight as you.
A Knight: Someone is flattered. Actually, Someone hath a small request, hopefully thou might entertain.
Pandora Wilson: Please go on.
A Knight: Dost thee desire using thy arcane skill to open a mouth on this armor, as what thou did with this statue? Someone is very curious about what people might think when a set of armor produces two different voices.