The Rampant Dragon: An Immorality Tale

In days of old, when knights were bold... and let's be honest, clanking around the place in metal underwear is hardly the sort of thing for a shrinking violet... well naturally these old, bold knights needed some way to pay for fuel for their sturdy steed, to say nothing of a regular supply of WD40 to prevent their joints seizing up. Fortunately there was still a ready supply of dragons around too. And since some of those dragons had the bad manners to burn crops and eat virgins, the whole race got a bad name.

This gave knights a chance to prove they were bold and stopped small boys from saying things like "Who's the dork in the tin can, Ma?" Well that was all very well, but it was also quite dangerous. Despite the press releases, knights didn't always win in a fair fight. So if you happened to be a rather less than bold knight, then you tended to stay away from the really scary dragons and missed out on the big rewards, to say nothing of the beauteous princesses who were in regular need of being rescued. Such a one was Sir Archibald...