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My kind knight Godefroy
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merits indeed
his name "The Hardy".
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His baldrick was nary stuckolded.
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With his sword,
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he yslaked a scurvy English head.
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Godefroy Amaury de Malfete,
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Count of Montmirail,
of Apremont, and of Popincourt
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I shall thus reward your valor.
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Sire, I am your eternal servant.
:05:21
I know you desire descendants.
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You have one week to fetch
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one of the fairest
Wenches in the Kingdom:
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The daughter of the Duke of Puglia.
I know you adore her.
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She is yours to wed.
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How can I thank thee?
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To serve my King is my Honor.
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Long live the King!
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Long live the King!
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Long live the King!
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- Who is he?
- Jacquasse the Crass.
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My vassal.
He should be waiting outside.
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He lacks grace, but he sniffs out
a trail like a good hound.
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We must avoid the Forest of Malcombe,
and pass by Montargis.
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Avoid the forest?
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You know it's haunted, sire.
No one dares penetrate it.
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Hogwash!
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My betrothed must not wait!
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What about the witch of Malcombe?
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Ride ahead of The Crass.
:06:30
She can turn an army into frog vomit.
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At her touch, your skin spits pus.
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And you pisseth mud.
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She can damn 7 generations.
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We're doomed!
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Doomed!