After a night in New Cowardonia it was time to continue the search, Sir Jack knowing very well that the New Cowardonians were not to be trusted disguised himself and then went ahead to get the required information from the locals.
Having found out what he needs to know he whistles to call his steed
And off they go to the local port where they catch the last boat heading to Middlesteem.
Mr Ed, Sir Jacks steed was rather peaceful and had a constant grin on his face, little did Sir Jack know that during the night his steed had done over the fartomaniac of a unicorn!
What dangers lay ahead no body knows. On the boat was a Witch who had a crystal ball and who looked at Sir Jack and then looked at her crystal ball and warned Sir Jack about a potential traitor in his ranks, someone whom he thought was trustworthy, a tradesman, a blacksmith more precisely.
Sir Jack was dumbfounded, lost for words, “Why on earth would he turn on me?” asked Sir Jack.
The witch held out the crystal ball and said see for yourself, and man was there a sight that could make Bob Hawkius puke, the criminalian known for his stainless steel stomach lining.
As Sir Jack gazed into the crystal ball he saw the original gathering site, the party and then to his shock and horror he saw Mr Ed in the tent of Gohba who was out cold after a raunchy night with one of the mistresses from the local village nearby. The rest of this scene is rated AO and not for this portal!
Sir Jack knew he was in for it, that Gohba was not one to let this go, he had to have his revenge, how what, when and where remains to be seen.......
After a long cruise Sir Jack arrived to Middlesteem, where he finds lodging as he was feeling kind of ill after watching the full unedited version of what went down between his horse and Gohba at the original gathering site.
At least now Sir Jack knows why Gohba didn’t stick around to fix his armour!
& it was clear as to why the rumor was spreading that ones ass hurts after drinking the brew by the name of Fosters that Lordbmj shouted all night long at the original gathering site.
Sir Jack The Anti-Deliverance found a bath house where they offered a foot washing service, so he took them up on their offer, knowing very well that once finished all the local waterways shall be spoiled and deadly.
What shall happen next? Wait and see, the plot thickens, the Steemlords are all eager to get to the mythical sword called Excallibur, their morals drop to where they can at any moment turn one against the other......
Stay tuned for our next episode of farting unicorns, horny mugs and horses and many many other wonderful tales of an age long past.....
Part one: https://steemit.com/steemlords/@jackmiller/steemlords-introducing-sir-jack-the-humble-man
Part two: https://steemit.com/steemlords/@jackmiller/steemlords-sir-jack-arrives-at-the-gathering-point
