The Wit and Wisdom of "The Wrong Sword"
The year is 1190. The place is Paris.
If you are a noble, life is fleeting but wonderful. If you are a commoner, it's just fleeting.
And on the streets of Paris, an enterprising young university student/ex-monk/refugee/con artist is selling "magic" swords to gullible knights with the help of a decrepit Welshman and a giant, sullen blacksmith.
Henry of Sanbruc thinks he has the world finally figured out. But then he sells the wrong sword to the wrong prince, and everything goes wrong. Before he knows it, he has been shanghaied on a quest to find a mythical blade.
Unfortunately, the weapon turns out to be real.
And that's when the fun begins.
If you are a noble, life is fleeting but wonderful. If you are a commoner, it's just fleeting.
And on the streets of Paris, an enterprising young university student/ex-monk/refugee/con artist is selling "magic" swords to gullible knights with the help of a decrepit Welshman and a giant, sullen blacksmith.
Henry of Sanbruc thinks he has the world finally figured out. But then he sells the wrong sword to the wrong prince, and everything goes wrong. Before he knows it, he has been shanghaied on a quest to find a mythical blade.
Unfortunately, the weapon turns out to be real.
And that's when the fun begins.