QUOTE:
Dear Queen Lilith,

I must reassure you, that I don't pretend to any prize, becouse I am too young and still have to master my skills. I came here without intentions to win. However, if I win, it will be not my skills, but will of higher being.

Sad to hear about Stonehedge. I don't feel so important, to ask queen to be my guide, so I would like to correct possible misunderstanding from previous letter and say, that I asked any knight or even peasant to guide me. However, it seems, that there is no point anymore, to go there.

Maybe I will visit your Cathedral instead, as I very like great artworks exhibited in Cathedrals, but I'm not sure yet.

Margiris,
Prince of Novgorod

"She looked at me, I tell you my brother, She must have noticed my unusual personality!.."

Zbyszko was quite drunk, as he was celebrating with some newly meet western knight in London tavern after turney's second round. A pale face of English Queen was hovering somewhere in the smoky air of dark cell.. Next table some baldy monks wearing brown clothes and red noses were singing a song, as Zbyszko could recognize some english words he noticed it was surely no psalm, or maybe they believed in Bacchus and Venus.. who know.

Another english ale reminded him a nice meeting he has after his joust - there were some noble man, wearing black and red clothes. He offered a service to eastern mecenaries stationing on red sea shore. "That not happens to every dirty old bastard as I am.. Good sum in silver, new sarbre - eastern made! I did not see such a masterpiece for many years." - Zbyszko knew it could be quite suprising, especially to his ol' lads, but he'd just decided. "I don't want to lay on a straws, as ol' cow.. there will be for sure no time to rest and no safe place to build a shack". He also didn't know how to get there - first it was far far away, second - he expected some angry kings guards on his way tryin to keep him host by force. But it was exciting, too.

"My dear Adalber.. If Our Lord wanted me to be a Bishop and now he wants me to be a wild man, should we say "Gods will!" or better "Run for your lives, our Heavenly Father lost his mind!"?

It was his last sentence of this day. But before his unconscious body fell under the table, the last idea on his mind was: "Shouldn't I train harder if I was to win this turney??"

QUOTE:
I would like to announce the winners of the "New Year Tournament" in London:

Duel and Just Zbyszko z Bogdanca
The honor of the host was saved by Red Kite, the winner of the Melee.

Congratulations to the winners!

Lilith de Wolfe, Queen of England

Zbyszko woke up in his chamber. It was getting dark, so probably he spent all day in bed. And night. And day before. Not all day. That spring morning was heavy burden for him to carry. After winning a joust he was celebrating in a tavern, when his servant announced that Lusatia, Zbyszko's horse, died. It was a painfull loss, cause Lusatia was really good and experience horse, they fought together long time ago in Poland. And with this bad news he started final duel with English Queen herself! Zbyszko was unsure if he should win it. Tower of London did not look worth spending there some time. Second - he didnt use to fight women, even queens. So, there was only one way out - just to pretend to be weak and loose. Unfortunately, Lilith was so good knight and attacked him so quickly and smartly, that he forgot what he decided. He was facing skilled swordsman, fully armored.. After nearly an hour, when duel ended, Zbyszko didn't remember much of it, he fainted and kings guards took him right away, to.. his chamber in tavern..
He asked for pen and paper and wrote a short letter:

QUOTE:

To Her Majesty Queen Lilith de Wolfe

Your Majesty
I would like to thank you for your hosting. I would never forget this place, You and your people, who are most friendly and helpfull, but also high skilled. Let the God bless Your Nation.
Now I am leaving to bring some Christian Enlightment in the East, so probably we will never meet again, but if so, you could always count on me.

Your humble servant
Zbyszko z Bogdanca

Fallen was on her way back home. After the tournament she knew that she was too old for this. Beaten in the first rounds. She couldn't believe it. Left in a rush she forgot to congratulate the English Queen. She wrote a short letter and tie to her bird.Go fly my friend fly to the English Castle

QUOTE:
To Lady Lillith Queen of England

Dear friend and sister in arms,
Congratulations for holding such a great tournament, and a happy new year too. I must apologize for leaving in a hurry, but I felt ashamed by losing in the first rounds. I hope that you will forgive me and in a couple of weeks maybe I held a tournament in Ireland.

With Irish blessings and love
FallenAngel I

To FallenAngel Mc Harvest, Banrion of Ireland:

QUOTE:
Dear friend and sister in arms,

I must confess that I understand you, being so disappointed to lose the Duel I forgot to bid farewell to the guests, like Wikerus von Holstein, Zbyszko z Bogdanca, Margiris, Lord Rokas and Hangman the Chaser. I hope they will forgive me.

I can't wait to meet you again and spend some time together, I think we have many things in common that we can share.

Best wishes,
Lilith de Wolfe