A Life not Wasted
About Tristan and the other nights(Tristan falls in love) starts off after Tristan's first battle.
Well Done
Arthur looked around, tons of dead bodies surrounded his feet. He never found pleasure in killing, but was satisfied with what he and the other nights had done to the woads which had attacked them. Unfortunately one knight who was only eighteen had found freedom through a path which many did not want to take. His name was Ellius he was a new timer at fighting along with Tristan a quiet, strong, lad with much talent and much emotion. Tristan wept for his fellow "trainee". Arthur seeing this went over to comfort him.
"You must get used to death" Arthur said calmly, "we miss those who leave us, but must continue with our lives, if we weep for them too long then, we too, will join them In the after life. Here dry your eyes you'll see your friend again." Arthur said handing him a bloody piece of ripped cloth, "You did well Tristan you fought with passion and were able to disguise your emotions. That is key in battle. Never let your enemy really know how you feel." Arthur walked away and went to investigate his friends wounds.
No one was hurt badly. Gawain had the worst injury, an arrow through his shoulder. Galahad, Bors, Lancelot, Dagonet, Arthur, Geremus, and Tamari all made it through the battle with only minor scrapes and cuts. Tristan was still sitting beside Ellius' body. When he finally looked up he realized all the knights were waiting for him to mount his horse. He scrambled on top of his beautiful bay mare and followed the knights into the forest.