Prince Valiant

At last!

And now, for Excalibur!

These are the days of King Arthur. Peace and prosperity rule the known world.

Only in one country remains locked in the throws of Barbarism: Thule.

Home to the Vikings and King Arthur's banished sister Morgan Le Fey.

A band of Viking Raders sets out across the North Sea.

Armed with Merlin's Magical Book,

And Morgan's knowledge of secret passageways.

They head towards the fortified city of Camelot.

Where the chosen Knights of Brittan are Celebrating there Annual Joust.

A perfect day to sneak into the deserted Round Room.

And steal Arthur's one Symbol of Power and Unity.

The Sword Excalibur.

For whoever weilds the Sword can rule World.

Sir Gawain, are you alright? Help me up.

For you my Darling Ilene, does my fiancé desire more or has enough of the slaughter?

Tell the king I'm ready to...

Sir Gawain? He's fine.

We-we just need a moment to fix his armor.

Round Two!

Ah what nonsense is this?

Wait, what's going on?

Excalibur!

Val Let me back out there right now.

Leave us, Sir Gawain Prince Arn will kill you!

Kill, What does death got to do with it? This is a matter of honor.

For you, Sir Gawain.

It it possible we may conclude this farce before the sun set? Mmm.

I must be Mad.

OK bring him down.

Hold on, Sir Gawain.

Come on then!

Yes!

When he wins too easily, he bocomes so pompas.

Mace!

Which of you Vikings wants the first dance?

Ah the opposition.

Do you surrendering? Never!

Come on!

Don't step over the line!

Wo wo wo wo!

Your buldrc's undone.

What? Sucker!

You broke my bloody nose! You would have broken my bloody neck.

Hold on. You are not...

Knights, to your mounts!

My sword...

Tartan!

It's the Scots. They're the bloody Scots!

Assemble a Council of War.

And fighting men? On lone to foreign allies mostly..

Without Excalibur, our allies and our enemies alike

will think of us as powerless.

I have men assembled at Wrexham.

Archers, Horsemen, Cavalry.

Nearly 300. I can be at the Scottish border in two days.

I can commission 200 Horsemen.

And me 100 Infantry.

150 Spearmen. 100 archers.

200 Archers. 150 Horsemen.

Sir Gawain? Yes, who may that be?

It's Lady Ilene, of Brenman. I can not receive visiters.

Oh please my Lord I-I depart so soon.

Surely you can spare a maiden a few moments. I just wanted to...

Sir Gawain? I just wanted to say how I admired your skill today.

It was nothing, really. No it,

it takes a shrude warrior can make to unseat my intended.

And I-I admire your courage. In trooth it's long been a dream of mine to...

No. You-You'd only laugh.

What? Would I?

I want to be a knight. And I want you to teach me how.

They-They say that the tribes in the north pray to powerful women warriors.

I've heard tales of women who... that...

Pardon me my lady.

It alright. I must, prepare myself for my journey.

I-I'm Sorry to have disturb you, Sir Gawain.

Sir Gawain, the King will see you in his chambers right away.

I think I can explain... What I want to know

is how a squire manages to defeat one of the most skilled knights in all of Brittan?

Luck?

So how bad is it with Sir Gawain? Bad... Then I have a problem.

With all my able knights marching to Scotland. I have none left

to undertake one other important mission in my name.

Do you feel worthy enough to accept it? Me Sire? Yes!

You, are going to help me with Lady Ilene.

Whatever it takes my Liege. I'm afraid it will take a little deception.

Lady Ilene, this is Sir Gawain.

He will see you safely to your homestead.

Sir Gawain? Of course, how fortuitous to be escorted by such a knight.

Move them out Sergeant.

Thus Valiant disguised in Gawain's arm our

sets out to escort Princess Ilene

to the safety of her her father's castle in Wales.

Whilst unbeknownst to him Across the murky waters of the Mediaeval Sea.

The true thievs of Excaliur. Sail home having succeeded in their plan.

Arthur and his knights mistakenly believe the Scots have stolen Excalibur

soon the Vikings Raiders await the drawbridge of the Thule castle...

Home of Sligon the Usurper.

You, your still alive? Thank you for your consideration, dear brother.

Excalibur! Now the world is mine.

On guard!

It is spelled.

Nonsense. Superstition offered in wars.

Not you.

Him!

It can only be removed by a True King.

Well, King Sligon of Thule?

Mmm...

Of course.

Just leave it there. It makes quite a conversation piece.

No!

This sword is blessed by the gods of Avalon, protected by the Lady of the Lake.

This is my brother's power. This is what is written.

Then maybe you should learn to read better.

If there is a no the who could pull it from the stone, then my mirror will reveal it.

Come down, brother.

The Phoenix has professed, Sir Gawain of Orkney!

Gawain's no king, still, my magic never lies.

Get me, that man!

Aren't you hot in that armor? What makes you say that?

You got sweat pooring out of your ankles. A knight's job is never comfortable.

One must always be prepared. Oh I totally agree. Tell me more.

About? Being a Knight.

Well, every man has a duty to serve his King and Country.

But beyond that a Knight is born to defend higher ideals: Honor, Justice, Freedom.

To make the world a safer place and, in dooing so hope he becomes obsolete.

It's quite beautiful. Really?

Now Imagine, what it must be like,

never be able to feel the things witch you spoke.

Though I can. Believe me I can. Gitty-Up.

You seem worried Sergeant. You fear bandits?

I'm afeard of no one man Sir.

This is Brocéliande Forest home of the Jabberwocky,

Fiercest Dragon in all of England.

Lady Ilene?

Who ever took Lady Ilene can not have gotten far.

What aer you waiting for?

Shhh... Jabberwocky...

I havent yet meet a dragon that needed trickery to catch a maiden.

Now move! Spread out!

Spread out!

Lady Ilene?

Jabberwocky!

Lady Ilene?

You should feel lucky. At leased I let your friend take the gold.

Unshackle me and we'll see how lucky you are!

Unhand those women!

I think you have it the other way around Lad.

Witch ever way, you heard me!

Ah Knight checks King... However King takes Knight.

Put me down!

I've always wanted a human cloak.

Catch me if you can little boy!

Humm...

It was you all along. I knew it. I can explain.

The King sends me to death with a Surf. Squire.

Sir Gawain's, whatever.

You remembered. No I didn't.

I mean yes, I mean... Why wouldn't I?

Because there were over a hundred other Squires at that Joust.

Are you hurt? Physical pain is the least of my problems.

Oh...

Princess Ilene! Are you alright?

What sorcery is this? Not sorcery, debortuary.

Are you unharmed, Princess Ilene? Leave me alone!

She's fine.

The stranger seemed shocked to see the Red Stallion Amulet

dangling from the young Knights neck... A symbol he seems all too familliar with.

While back in Camelot... The wounded Sir. Gawain has heard of Valiant's delay.

Gawain your in no condition to ride, let alone to fight.

With all do respect Sir you read the message from Branwyn.

Val hasn't arrived, I trained that boy, he wouldn't delay without serious cause.

I have to help him if I can.

Good evening.

You Want me to look at it?

Squire, Knight, Doctor... Is there no end to your talents?

I lay no claims on talants my Lady. But I have by necessity been trained in the basics of medicine.

No touching. I am a princess after all, and I'm to be married to a Real Prince.

Real, because he's honorable, or real because he has title?

Don't!

Does it hurt? Maybe.

Anywhere else?

You must admit, he's handsome. The most handsome man in all of England.

Who? Prince Arn, my fiancé.

Oh... him. And here...

He's... very... very well dressed.

And

Educated.

It's not broken.

Excuse me? Your leg, It should be fine, just badly bruised.

You should get some rest. We leave here at first light.

Valiant, It was you in Gawain's armor at the Joust wasn't it?

Gawain is like a brother to me. I had to protect his honor.

And disfigure my fiancé's face in doing so?

I'm sorry.

We'd better get some sleep.

I don't recognise that as a British Crest.

I was orphan as a young boy, raised by priests outside Camelot.

And you know nothing about your parents? Your family?

I was brought there by a man from a far away place.