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Do you—do you honestly not sympathize with Sir Gawain here? Do you truly believe that all can be of perfect moral rectitude all the time? Is forgiveness not required? Would you not lie to save your life?

I don’t do it justice. I highly recommend the original book.

The Green Knight feigned a blow. And a second. And on the third, he barely nicked Sir Gawain’s neck, drawing blood. Outraged, Sir Gawain leapt to his feet, claiming that the wager was fulfilled, when the Green Knight laughed and revealed his true identity: Lord Bertilak! He explains that...

Lord Bertilak is no knight—well, uhhh, actually—Let me finish! Gawain dons his armor (including the girdle) and heads off on New Year’s Day. A guide takes him to the Green Knight, but offers to tell no one if Sir Gawain wishes to abandon his quest. The knight refuses, of course. He finds a...

The next day is similar: Lord Bertilak hunts, Sir Gawain pretends to be asleep and avoids Lady Bertilak like the plague (though he wasn’t swift enough to avoid two kisses), the Lord returns with meat, Sir Gawain gives him the two kisses the Lady insisted on foisting upon him. The third day is...

He... didn’t hunt. And he wanted to kill the guy so he wouldn’t be able to get slaughtered in return. Not sure, but his knightly fortitude is admirable. Lord Bertilak hunted a herd of does, while Sir Gawain slept in. Lord Bertilak’s wife, Lady Bertilak, snuck into the bed chambers and...

Nope. Take that as a lesson: never gamble with anyone you don’t know well. As a good knight does, Sir Gawain set off to fulfill his end of the bargain. He departed on All Saints day, seeking the Green Chapel. After much toil and hardship (which would be as arduous to relate as it was to...

Oooh, indeed it was. But the sin of pride smites all men. King Arthur was silent, but the Green Knight mocked his hesitation. He was about to take up the challenge when Sir Gawain intervened, taking the challenge on his liege’s behalf. With one deadly swipe, the Green Knight was decapitated...

*clears throat* One day, in King Arthur’s court, a strange man known only as the Green Knight ventured forth with a challenge: that any who wished might deal him a blow with an axe, provided that he return in one year’s time to receive such a blow himself... You’re a fox, I presumed...

Unpaw Lenago, I never said anything about violating anyone else’s personal space!

I’m not “implying” anything, I’m stating what you’ve stated about yourself. To contradict me, you must contradict yourself. Then again, “logic” probably isn’t at the top of your priorities list either. Okay, let me explain via story. I shall tell you of Sir Gawain and the Green Knight.

*sneaks a glance over shoulder* I mean, you’ve acknowledged you don’t value dignity. And you’ve made it clear that honor and morality aren’t at the top of your priorities list. And... look at yourself.

No, no, “allowed” doesn’t come into the equation, it’s a personal choice we make in order to have more moral fiber— Eh, you’re not likely to succumb to feminine wiles at this age. Disregard what I said, for now.

*still looking away* I am not infringing upon your free liberty to “flaunt” whatever you please. I am merely exercising my own right to maintain higher personal standards. I do not impose my standards on others, but I will fulfill them to the letter personally.

I was caught in a floof-storm for an uncomfortably long period of time. So really, nothing out of the ordinary for my typical day. Yourself?

Mayhaps when you’re older you’ll understand, but there’s no reason not to start building good habits young.

And always avert your gaze from scantily clad females. *averts gaze*

Remember, squire, remain dignified...

Ahh, the endearing sounds of a child attempting to learn language.

“Dost thou have need for mine squarely duties”. And no, not now. You could study your ye olde inglishe, if you need something to do. *chuckles* Understandable.