With an host of furious fancies,
Whereof I am commander,
With a burning spear
And a horse of air
To the wilderness I wander.
By a knight of ghosts and shadows
I summoned am to Tourney;
Ten leagues beyond
The wide world's end:
Methinks it is no journey.
but one who is only there for the status. i would hide during the fighting and brush my horse instead… maybe take some extra food home from the round table… also ik tournament days would go crazy 🍹🤺
Maybe the robots will kill me first for saying this, but I hate AI. It’s a threat to creativity and our function as a species. Also, cheating isn’t cool.
