Good night, sweet prince, and flights of angels sing thee to thy rest.
The Muddling Adventures of Prince Knud
As told with many pictures. And few words.
(the quality is low because there's a lot of them. pictures that is. the low quality of the words is all my fault though.)
1083 - 1085
My opinion on the Almighty remains unchanged.
Knud Knýtling: 1
Mob of outnumbered, leaderless peasants: 0
The people of Denmark will surely cheer my name for years.
This kid's really starting to get on my nerves.
Yoink!
Even in the dark ages, the caller of Yoink! was entitled to certain rights.
I'm flush with men.
I shall use them to bring Bornholm to its knees and proclaim myself the duke of Skåne.
Knud Knýtling, you're a genius.
Although you probably shouldn't say things like 'I'm flush with men' too often . . .
The plan was simple.
Hardeknut. Yet another child whose name I will intentionally mispronounce.
God, if you can hear me, I promise not to send this child to church if you let me conquer Bornholm.
I hate God. And myself.
It's a good thing the enemy wasn't outnumbered twenty-two to one or this would really suck.
Oh.
The enemy suffered twice as many casualties as they had men on the field. We suffered only one.
That casualty was me.
As told with many pictures. And few words.
(the quality is low because there's a lot of them. pictures that is. the low quality of the words is all my fault though.)
1083 - 1085
My opinion on the Almighty remains unchanged.
Knud Knýtling: 1
Mob of outnumbered, leaderless peasants: 0
The people of Denmark will surely cheer my name for years.
This kid's really starting to get on my nerves.
Yoink!
Even in the dark ages, the caller of Yoink! was entitled to certain rights.
I'm flush with men.
I shall use them to bring Bornholm to its knees and proclaim myself the duke of Skåne.
Knud Knýtling, you're a genius.
Although you probably shouldn't say things like 'I'm flush with men' too often . . .
The plan was simple.
Hardeknut. Yet another child whose name I will intentionally mispronounce.
God, if you can hear me, I promise not to send this child to church if you let me conquer Bornholm.
I hate God. And myself.
It's a good thing the enemy wasn't outnumbered twenty-two to one or this would really suck.
Oh.
The enemy suffered twice as many casualties as they had men on the field. We suffered only one.
That casualty was me.
Is this the end for Knud? What will become of Halland? Can our heroic prince survive this - and perhaps even realize his dreams? Recoil in horror as Knud stares his mortal enemy in the face in the next exciting episode of the saga of Knud!
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