rinning happily from ear to ear like a five year old boy the knight struggles not to laugh while telling the ending of his story.

"With my last strength I ripped a vial of perfume from my belt that I had gotten as a present from my fair maiden two days before...and I broke it on the monster's skull! That smell turned the dogs world upside down, no doubt, for the poor animal snuck its tail between the legs and darted away into the forest never to be looked upon again! I did the same, admittedly. Never ran so fast in my life! And I'm glad I didn't use that perfume on myself, ! HA HA HA HA! And the moral of the story: If a woman asks you to kill a beast, tell her she has better weapons to deal with that quest than you do! Trust me!"