<?xml version="1.0" encoding="utf-8" standalone="yes"?><rss version="2.0" xmlns:atom="http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom" xmlns:content="http://purl.org/rss/1.0/modules/content/"><channel><title>Hotsauce on Gromet's Plaza Archive</title><link>/tags/hotsauce/</link><description>Recent content in Hotsauce on Gromet's Plaza Archive</description><generator>Hugo</generator><language>en-us</language><atom:link href="/tags/hotsauce/index.xml" rel="self" type="application/rss+xml"/><item><title>Medieval Dungeon Party Part 3: His Highly-Strung Lordship</title><link>/stories/1/01/01/medieval-dungeon-party-part-3-his-highly-strung-lordship/</link><pubDate>Mon, 01 Jan 0001 00:00:00 +0000</pubDate><guid>/stories/1/01/01/medieval-dungeon-party-part-3-his-highly-strung-lordship/</guid><description>&lt;p&gt;(story continues from &lt;a href="medieval_dungeon2.html"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Medieval Dungeon Party Part 2: The Nun&amp;rsquo;s Fate&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/a&gt;)_&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Part 3: His Highly-Strung Lordship&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;Jason was a leading light in the University Medieval Society. He was one of those who just loved clanking about in armour and taking part in tournaments, jousts and re-enactments of ancient battles. But for the Medieval Dungeon Party we had outlawed suits of armour, swords, spears and other bits of ironware. So Jason came along splendidly bedecked in a fine doublet and hose plus a velvet cap with a long feather in it. He looked every bit one of the gentry of those ancient times. Other members from the Uni conned him into volunteering to sample a bit of what it must have been like in a medieval dungeon. After the experience, perhaps he thought that he should not have been so rash – but I bet he’ll never forget that night!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;</description></item></channel></rss>