You know guys, i fought with all my heart during these few days… I get very impressed by the level of the competitors. I have so much to learn…
But, by god sake, i gave everything i had!!! At the begining of the week I was very sick, i did not eat during 2 days. Then i went to the two-handed tournament and i fucking fought with all I get. I was not awesome. I was not the best. But I am proud that I reached my limits
I will manage to push them a little bit more at Liw tournament. But this is only possible thanks to a wonderful person. I think she will recognize herself.
Medieval Total War music, raaaah I’m in love
Watchout for the Polish Jester xD
Look at these basters! they are so fast!
Song in old French, ” langue-d’oc” part of France.
S’om pogues partir son voler
De so don plus a·l cor volon,
Can no·n pot jauzimen vezer,
L’uns dels grans sens fora del mon!
Car, de las grans foudatz que·i son,
Es be la maier, qui s’enten
Segre son dan ad escien,
Fai faillimen –
Pero greu er fis amics drutz privatz
Si·l bes e·l mals e·l jois e·l dan no·il platz.
Tot aisso mi vengr’a plazer,
Si tot sui el maltraich prion,
S’Amors mi volgues tant valer
Que l’amoros cors deziron
Mi pagues d’un joi jauzion,
Qu’assatz par que for’avinen
Qez agues del ben qui·l mal sen!
Q’ie·n preira cen
E fora·m jois e plazers mout onratz,
S’apres cen mals en fos d’un joi pagatz.