From amidst the rubble and chaos that was a successful review day, a new Knight arises to the cries of her people. Leading a faction to victory is no small task, but the realm's new Knight did so while fighting for the glory of her fellows in arms as well!
Knight Iggy
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Many warriors fought bravely this past Sunday the 30th of June, and though the flowers of fire slashed and burned away, one owl managed to cut down enough greenery to obtain her Coat of Arms.
Also, question: I reviewed this and I'm a bit confused as to whether it counts as a Green Room review. It looks like two of the responses below me are comments, making mine the second review, but I'm not sure. Either way, it doesn't affect this badge, just the next one.
"You do ill if you praise, but worse if you censure, what you do not understand." Leonardo Da Vinci
Quick comments first: Welcome aboard, @Panda11 ! Take your time getting to Knighthood, though of course we'd like to fight by your side as soon as possible.
And as for you, Knight Nite ( @niteowl ), that's definitely a Green Room Review the way I see it.
Alright, quick business aside, we are here today to welcome two fresh knights to our ranks, just in time for the impending adventure. As our entire company, which now numbers 31, makes its way to the town square to find what lies inside the chest we won the key for, we cheer and raise our swords to our new brethren, Knight Arctic and Knight Sapi. ( @ArcticMonkey , @Sapi )
Knight Arctic, Knight Sapi
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"Wait, wait! Stop the announcement!" came the cry from the far end of town hall. The Knights of the Green Room all turned to look toward the door as if they were 31 heads astride a writhing hydra. A hydra with significantly less pointy teeth, that is.
And so with 62 eager eyes they saw Squire Skorlir, hair tangled and peppered with leaves and twigs, clothes browned and torn, raise the remains of ten well-cooked beasts from the Green Room. The Squire smiled strangely. His chest heaved with heavy breaths.
"It's not thirty one!" he shouted into the sudden silence. The Knights had gathered to celebrate the knighting of Knight Arctic and Knight Sapi. Who was this man to interrupt a feast? A few of the Green Room Knights, including Hannah (who was known around her tavern for being constantly hungry), had already fallen back to eating, deciding whatever he had to say could still be heard with full mouths as long as their ears were open.
But Knight Attack was a bit confused.
"Thirty one? What's not thirty one?"
"The number!"
Hannah swallowed the chicken she'd been grinding to a wet pulp and said, "What number?"
"The number of knights! You forgot me!" Squire -- or rather, Knight Skorlir scattered the beheaded beasts on the hard wood floor of the gathering space.
"Oh," said Hannah. She shrugged and picked up another chicken drumstick. "Well, alright then."
Knight Attack pulled out the chair beside her own and said, "Come in and have some food."
Knight Skorlir
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Bah ha ha! Knight Skorlir feels the need to brandish his sward!
He bought it all nice and shiny when he was a squire, but seemingly could not grasp it until just now... Did he just hear someone shouting "Level up!"?
Sward be sharp and hardy; I shall need not parry exclusively any more! A shield, now, shall be proffered; plated with the souls of great reviewers and reinforced with the adulation of the masses (or at least his mother).
Knight Nite stood before the YWS Castle, shocked to see the Christmas decorations and festivities in this summer heat. All around her, everyone was giving gifts and in good spirits. She was soon informed that the Knights were sharing this spirit by reviewing a special recipients work. She eagerly signed on and soon found a piece of Shrubbery in her recipients portfolio: Feather
Truly, 'tis better to give than to receive!
"You do ill if you praise, but worse if you censure, what you do not understand." Leonardo Da Vinci
In the wake of the Christmas celebrations, Knight Hannah and Knight Pingu, the holders of the badges, were so full of the contents of the celebratory barrels that they wandered away into the outer lands and have only today managed to return with new wigs of twigs and leaves. Their swords they have mutually re-named "Ax" to match the dulling edges that hack and hack and hacked away at the bushes that held them back from getting a proper breakfast.
Luckily, that's all been solved now: eggs and bacon and sausage and porridge and hot cider and roasted chicken and potatoes cut up into small pieces and...
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