The Knight In Chartreuse

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Ladellon
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The Knight In Chartreuse

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Inspired by a bedroom's color scheme, The Knight In Chartreuse Tour has come to and end, returning Begor from Sundabar and performances at the Firestar Chariot, Malshyan's House and Baldivers.


The Knight In Chartreuse

One eve a young lass returned home late from town -
Having just purchased a new, teal satin gown -
When, as she approached the bridge over a stream,
A horrendous roar made her startle and scream.

A gnarled, black troll, striding forth, shook his head
And, facing the lass, with a raspy voice said:
“this bridge is now mine and you must pay a toll
And if you should fail I shall eat you up whole.”

The lass gripped her dress, pondering her grave state,
And thought to herself, ‘I’ll end up on his plate
If a chivalrous someone does not intervene.’
Then appeared round the bend a knight dressed in green.

“Fear not,” he declared as he rode toward the beast,
“You’ll not be the main course of this cretin’s feast.
You see, his demeanor has no verity
I’ll pierce his façade with a sharp repartee.”

The troll stomped his feet as the knight drew up near,
Unintimidated and showing no fear.
He beat on the ground and uprooted a spruce
And glared at the knight full arrayed in chartreuse.

“I’ll make you the main course once I’ve eaten her,”
He growled as the knight replied, “Sir, I demur.”
The troll scratched his head as knight then expounded,
“I’ll say where you’re wrong and leave you astounded.”

“The toll for bridge passage is not coins of gold.
That method’s old-fashioned or so I am told.
Today you must challenge the mind, not the purse
And offer a riddle that’s relayed in verse.

“As an example so you see what I mean –
What’s red, or at times, even yellow or green?”
And while the troll struggled to figure it out
The knight cried, “An apple! You’re naught but a lout!”

“Begone with you now, you’re not fit to secure
This bridge or this road for you’re too immature.”
With that the troll sulked away, head hanging low,
And never again was he seen near the flow.

The lass who had witnessed the troll’s swift defeat
Entreated the knight (and she wasn’t discreet).
“I owe you my life, you can do what you will.
I’ll put on this dress and I’ll give you a thrill.”

The knight waved his hand and responded with tact,
“It’s not for the fair, young lasses I attract
That I go around seeking cads to put down.
I do it to bolster my public renown.”

“You see, I’m a playwright and sales have been slow.
I not only act, but promote every show.
So, if you have time here’s two tickets to use.
Come see the debut of the Knight in Chartreuse.”

As he rode away, leaving lass with a frown,
She sudden recalled her new, teal satin gown
And, clutching the tickets to the matinee,
Beamed, “I’ll be quite stunning attending the play.”

The story’s not over for that would be grim.
The knight fell for her and the lass fell for him.
Together they toured round the country with zeal
Performing a new show – the Fair Maid in Teal.
Final PC: Regor the Valorious, the ONLY theatrically-inclined half-orc androgyne wandering ALFA, Artistic Director for Cormanthor Stage Productions, one-time stand up pirate and self-educated barrister of the bar.

Former PC: Begor Nightstrummer, Executive Stage Writer and Assistant Director of Planned Gifts for the Roving Entertainment Group of Ruith

Current PC: Sheshe Little Eels
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