That poor Knight. He always dream of being a fully legit Knight but one major disability kept him from being accepted to be on The Round Table.

His father was a Knight, the bravest Knight the world had ever seen. Until he was fatally struck down by the most accurate archer ever, who could shoot a sunflower straight in the middle.

The death of his father made this incompetent Knight strive for his goal even more. He wore his father’s armour and snuck into battle, only to run away from the intimidation of the other side.

He had no shield, which was vital to his survival, but again his disability kept him from carrying one. This Knight went over to the best blacksmith in the kingdom and he asked for a sword and shield fused into one. The blacksmith agreed but for a high price. The price was that this Knight had to defeat the dark menace which had been haunting the kingdom for centuries on end.

The knight received his showrd (shield and sword) and it glistened in the sunlight and he was proud.

He then put on his armour grabbed the most Noble steed he could find, and took off to the Menace’s castle. When he arrived, he was immdediatly shot down and was killed by the same archer who shot his father.

They always say “Father, like Son,” this is no different.

If you haven’t guessed this poor Knight’s disability was he only had one arm.