Old stuff rediscovered.

I was rooting around in the dusty recesses of my hard drive, and there, hidden behind the plaster busts of Napoleon and the mummified winged monkey, together with the other detritus left behind by yeras of noodling and random-saving of stuff, I found this.

It is the first of a couple of small pieces I wrote in character for a PBM role play some years ago, loosley based around En Garde and set in a Paris of the 1630s which never, but should have existed.

Mort is a well meaning, short-sighted and clumsy buffoon who has somehow managed to become a Major in the 13th Fusiliers. He is trying to learn to duel since his arch rival D'Bleur has absconded with the mighty Leonora, love of Mort's life.

I remember having immense fun writing Sgt Major D'Anglie's dialogue. Read it out loud in a Windsor Davies type voice and it should just about make sense, although some of it is a bit strained.
( The Duellist )

Old stuff rediscovered.

I was rooting around in the dusty recesses of my hard drive, and there, hidden behind the plaster busts of Napoleon and the mummified winged monkey, together with the other detritus left behind by yeras of noodling and random-saving of stuff, I found this.

It is the first of a couple of small pieces I wrote in character for a PBM role play some years ago, loosley based around En Garde and set in a Paris of the 1630s which never, but should have existed.

Mort is a well meaning, short-sighted and clumsy buffoon who has somehow managed to become a Major in the 13th Fusiliers. He is trying to learn to duel since his arch rival D'Bleur has absconded with the mighty Leonora, love of Mort's life.

I remember having immense fun writing Sgt Major D'Anglie's dialogue. Read it out loud in a Windsor Davies type voice and it should just about make sense, although some of it is a bit strained.
( The Duellist )