Post by sol on Apr 19, 2008 5:23:13 GMT -5
Wipein sweat from his forhead victor took his lance in the other.He sat apon hisjousting steed who was a large dapple perchon bred by the finest for this sport.The dapple steed bsnorted and pranced proudly to his start the flag went down representing thround had started even though this was practice both man and steed took it serrously.The dapple staillion whos name was steel reared foward into a thounderous gallap towards his oppenint victor held both lance and horse steady as he aprached his rival who was knocked from there seat by victors lance the crowed that was chearred for victors win slowly he drew his steed to a stop waiting on his oppent to reseat hisself.He observed his crowed watching them all to see if they were acting loyal
