illustration by Scott Benson

illustration by Scott Benson


Enjoy Scene Two of The Green Knight Chronicles, a tale of Coat of Arms’ favorite paladin!

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SCENE TWO: Venison Stew

by Clara Lehmann

INT. THE GREEN KNIGHT’S LAIR
A campfire ablaze cast shadows on the cavern wall. Fernando lies near the hearth covered in a bearskin. He slowly awakens to the crackling and the warmth of the fire. As Fernando’s eyes adjust to the darkness, a giant shadow descends the wall. Fernando panics, throws the bearskin off of his body, and whirls into a defensive stance.

THE GREEN KNIGHT O.S.
Oh, there you are. You’ve been out for some time.

Burrito, shocked by Fernando’s sudden upheaval, backs away from his master and lowers his head. The Green Knight speaks from within the darkness.

THE GREEN KNIGHT
I hope you don’t mind. I let your donkey come in. He was chilled from the rain.

A thunderstorm CRACKS outside the warm, dry cavern. Fernando pats Burrito on the nose in apology for frightening him. Peering into the darkness, Fernando finds the Knight’s silhouette.

FERNANDO
Ohhhhh, fine, fine. And thank you for sharing the warmth of your fire.

Fernando steps behind Burrito in fear.

THE GREEN KNIGHT
Can I offer you something to eat?

Fernando struggles with his thoughts.

FERNANDO
Food. No, not. I’m certain I have some okra and beets leftover in Burrito’s saddlebags.

He fumbles with the saddlebag searching for some nourishment. The Green Knight rises from his dark corner and approaches Fernando. Fernando cowers behind the flap of the saddlebag. Burrito nudges Fernando to man up.

THE GREEN KNIGHT
No need to eat old okra and beets. Have a bowl of my venison stew.

The Green Knight holds out a steaming bowl of soup. Fernando looks wide-eyed at the Knight’s large, green hand palming the bowl. Meekly, Fernando reaches for the bowl and cringes as he looks up toward the Knight’s face.

The legends were mostly true. The Knight’s skin is green but it certainly doesn’t glow with the neon flavor many spoke of in their renditions of his grizzly appearance. Instead, his skin tone hints of a fern green. And his eyes certainly don’t glow red. Except for the reflection from the blazing fire, the Knight’s eyes are rusty brown framed by soft creases. But the softness in his eyes doesn’t make the his physique any less fearsome for he stands tall, almost 6’4”, and strong as an ox.

THE GREEN KNIGHT (CONT’D)
It’s fresh. Took the stag down this morning.

Hunger pains jostle Fernando from his fear. He nods in gratitude toward the Knight, takes a seat on the bearskin near the fire, and savors the warm stew.

The Knight takes a seat on a log nearby and hunches over his own bowl of venison stew. He pauses and tosses Burrito a bundle of carrots from a knapsack near his feet. Burrito gleefully enjoys the carrots. After a few moments of silence over their meals, Fernando queries.

FERNANDO
I assume you are the one they call the Green Knight?

THE GREEN KNIGHT
Yep. That’s what some call me.

Fernando scraps the last of the venison stew into his mouth.

FERNANDO
And is it true you are the famed dragon slayer?

THE GREEN KNIGHT
That I am.

The Knight rises from his log and ladles out more stew into Fernando’s empty bowl.

FERNANDO
And you…Oh why thank you. It’s superb.

The Knight refills his own bowl and returns to his seat.

FERNANDO (CONT’D)
Do you still provide your services to villages in need?

THE GREEN KNIGHT
It’s been some time, but yes.

FERNANDO
(yells)
Fantastico!

Fernando’s excitement startles the Knight and Burrito.

FERNANDO (CONT’D)
I…no we, in Vetia, are in desperate need. You see we have a dragon problem. Every year…

THE GREEN KNIGHT
Vetia? There aren’t dragon caverns anywhere near Vetia. That’s not even dragon breeding ground.

FERNANDO
I know. But we still have a dragon. Every year, we…

THE GREEN KNIGHT
Impossible! If there’s no cavern and if they’re not breeding nearby, there’s no reason for a dragon to attack Vetia.

FERNANDO
I tell you, we have a dragon that attacks us every year like clockwork. Our king lost his wife and son to an attack several years ago.

THE GREEN KNIGHT
The dragon is a creature of habit and innately aware of time. But I’d have to see it to believe it. Vetia?

FERNANDO
You see that’s why I’ve come to you. We decided to send our fastest steed…

Fernando winks at camera and Burrito stands proud in the background.

FERNANDO (CONT’D)
…in search of the fearsome Green Knight to request his, your, services in Vetia.

THE GREEN KNIGHT
Well, I don’t know. Vetia’s quite far and it’s only one dragon. I typically like to knock out at least three or four in one location.

FERNANDO
But we have no one else. Our King remains in a dark mourning for his dead wife and son, and he does nothing to fight the vile beast.

The Knight ponders.

FERNANDO
We could reward you handsomely.

THE GREEN KNIGHT
I’ve never been to the land of three hundred fields.

FERNANDO
The farmland famed for her blood red beets and her deliciously slimy…

THE GREEN KNIGHT
Okra. Oh the worst, I hate okra.

FERNANDO
Well, it’s not for everyone.

The knight sets his empty bowl on the cavern floor and rubs his giant, green hands together in contemplation. Fernando and Burrito stare at him eagerly and hopeful.

THE GREEN KNIGHT
I’ll go to your village…

FERNANDO
[interrupts]
Oh, thank you. Thank you gracious Greenish Knight! We’ll be forever indebted.

THE GREEN KNIGHT
But promise me one thing.

FERNANDO
Anything.

THE GREEN KNIGHT
Call me Edwin. That Green Knight stuff is for fairy tales.

FERNANDO
No problem, Eddy. I’m Fernando, and this is Burrito.

Fernando points to Burrito, who sniffs at the Knight’s knapsack in search of more carrots.

THE GREEN KNIGHT
Edwin!

FERNANDO
Edween. Got it!

THE GREEN KNIGHT
WIN. EdWIN!

FERNANDO
Yep, that’s what I said, Edween.

The Knight gives up on correcting Fernando and tosses his hands in the air.

THE GREEN KNIGHT
Shall we go?

FERNANDO
Oh, but it’s raining.

THE GREEN KNIGHT
It’s your dragon problem, but I’m already on the clock.

Fernando rises from the bearskin and prepares Burritos saddle for departure.

FERNANDO
Oh look, the rain has subsided a bit.

A huge CRACK echoes through the cavern as lightning etches its way down the dark sky. The rain pours down. The Knight laughs silently as he too prepares for departure.

CUT TO BLACK.

TEXT
To be continued…

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