Alagón - 2009 (II)
(Continuatio)
were leaving, then, miraculously multiplying the scribe scrolls, surrounded by young apprentices and some cheeky Tallud much, but non aquesta meant no wrong to him, because you know the weakness of the master-scribe feels for infants, who just a disappointed face so that the pens resume his hands as if life itself had, but it was the case since the eve was the chronicler of the need go to download the spillways vexiga urgently, so all HEART pain was necessary to finalize the issue of diplomas and, in an authoritarian manner and asking a thousand pardons, CAXA remained closed the ink, the pens guardáronse and parchment rose swiftly left the show and the Master to the place of salvation, which came when most beer where Natura struggled to push it back, which is the same as it said at the last minute ...
After fencing the mesnaderos ACHA princess and some Fideles amazed the crowd (which already essa time was more than nourished, non offended because the sun just skin temperature et was great and very well agradesco) with good hand fighting with the sword, flail and shield ax chips pulled stout shields and applause of all, it is well known skill with weapons deployed soldiers aquesta Company Black Wolf as good mercenaries . Meanwhile, Master archers firing Azogaraz Ibans and having given new archery shooting contests for infants, as they were returning to Çaragoça night before falling out, so hug them and say goodbye with sadness for depriving us of their presence, much to his regret, without having had little opportunity to cross a few words and greetings throughout the day. Arrival
the dinner, they went a few mesnaderos by the repast, which was ham and salami sandwiches with tomato dressing to suit everyone and Pilar donna chagrin of ACHA, which abhors such a delicacy, so that the beautiful girl devoted himself to dissection Dellos fazer be able to eat at will, which was non-term impediment to sear, then played more than four sandwiches per head, enough to eat, pray and eat breakfast even if it had been necessary. E
was during this dinner et the hours that followed her when desplegóse charm, laughter, joke, joke, song and laughter of good fellowship that aquesta occasions they arise, so that still don Rodrigo de Lizana et su hermano don Artal en plena vena jacarandosa, non paró la concurrencia de cantar cármenes de otros tiempos (como, entre otras muchas, "Ancho Cipote, Cipote Ancho", "Por Escartín, que le den por culo a Olano", "Cadillac Solitario", "Veinte de Abril", "Días de Verano al cateto modo", "La fiesta medieval", "Oliver, Benji", "Rock del Garaje", e, por supuesto... ¡¡LAAA NOOOOVIAAA, EL NOOOOVIOOOO!!! con obscenos, gráficos e hilarantes gestos) que fizieron a todos, pero especialmente al conde Armando de Villalba e a mí mesmo, buscar nuestras mandíbulas por el suelo, ya que las carcajadas júrovos que nos las habían desencajado de la quijada higher doliéndonos all muscles of the face but making us happier than Nacho Vidal daeef lost in a Muslim harem. More
non stop here at night, which still needs to tell the most wonderful adventures that take place et que-starred as one would expect non-clerk by Enrique de Çaragoça et knight Don Artal de Alagon. E was the case that, having asked Mr Henry Sun Alagón for their accommodation during what little remained of darkness, he discovered that even non Don Artal dello had spoken with munícipe charge of the celebrations, so it was called the gentleman show the place of my overnight and we started both-and I don Artal same, "on his steed to meet him on the streets of the town, pick up the keys in the housing and visitallo. Waiting for your appearance (and see my readers that aquesta case the word "appearance" is the sinister overtones that accompany usually), I saw Don Artal and cross the square of the monastery of San Juan for a black boy who was selling some humorous merchandise, from Having thus drawn attention to a wig on his head had mucus in many colors and crest as curious Roman helmet, Dell decided to market two eight euros Jaca, to laugh a little longer with our colleagues in the field, that was a source of big laughs as we shall see.
But at that time was Master of Alagón Juanjo Galvez to the plate and do acompañónos the seminar was the scribe for the night. Knocked at the door to receive me et Salijon friendly gentleman I conjecture priest manners and discreet clothing, which was offered to show us the cabin, so we went to the door of it and now, as an appetizer, the gentleman said to me lost the key non otherwise non could enter (or leave!) where not having such a door knob that opened without the key. News that set me on guard and thinking about what might await us beyond the threshold. That, incidentally, it's stinginess clergy grungy non market a knob for the door, which had only a rope to tie suckling pig for the inside to pull up the same e della Abrille to speak to jerks. But we met with the Church, et them know the budget they have, by heaven!
The door opened, then, and before us was a panorama as horror story: a dark hallway luengo as a mausoleum, dotted with mysterious doors all over, each of them with an explanatory placard (" high, "" seminary room, "" hood "," services "," diabolic possession and exorcism "... that was non aquesta last but non have jarred a single point!), so there were only missing the "torture room" so that the clerk had put their heels (and even in Gijon and La Coruña) without entrusted to God or the devil, and something must have thought So then Juanjo Master of Alagon, just saw the issue as hastily took leave of us on the pretext that he had forsaken the match of the best, Don Artal dexándonos ea me with the good priest who, at that point, having exchanged their kind parecíanos face server God's undertaker the family cemetery or the Inquisition ...
are moving in the dark, soul shriveled up to half of the corridor as curiously torches beginning of it were off and non could be lit, et the gentleman was showing us what the different rooms of the Mauser ... I want it said of the seminar, and by locking some doors (such as the chapel), "for non confused when he later came", he said, but making my ride unrestrained imagination to wonder about the evil secrets that could hide behind them . The words "lost souls" were repeating in my mind with every step we neared the end of the corridor, especially when mostrónos the guardian of this cave which claimed to be the "high" dark and gloomy as the antrum of the Antichrist, which was huge and that woke dezillo an echo inside the same that made me feel a drop of cold sweat of fear down my tailbone. We
down the hall and to the left, walk up a flight of stairs under which he could hide from an armed Moor gumi curved to the very Cerberus with three heads hungry plump flesh and blood of clerk Fidelis Regi to reach the second floor do was - at last! - Camera ready for my overnight stay, which was great and solitary pleasure, with more than a dozen of empty berths, one of which I was bound and the which had a roll of fine wire, "for manual labor," according to the Guardian, he said Igor a smile, but perfectly willing to encircle the neck of a sleeper et crack his throat with a simple tug. Then instructed me spillways, who were out in front of the room, new stairs up, and tranquilizóme's all good man diziéndome in next door to them would rest that night a group of forty seminarians in a little cave to return to overnight e fazer ceremonies ... with which I was much relieved. Pale, white lime mortar, but aliviadísimo, and non say more.
By then, your lordship may imagine that I had decided that before yell Francisco Franco "Viva la Republica!" I pass a single minute in that trap, much less lie down to sleep alone in that coffin. So then, leaving the House of Terror in the cool of the night, despedímonos the good knight, put the key in my pocket castle, olvidéme della, and Miramon to the face and I don Artal, bursting into laughter when he saw our faces gather blackness and giving me the lord of all his comfort Alagón and their blessings at night than I expected. So then as
story was also reported to ACHA and Fidelis mesnaderos in the camp when we returned, dressed with our wigs and among such a torrent of laughter, jokes, jokes ("Monfooort ... come with nosotrooos "," Monfooort, I have mieeedooo "Dezi constantly messing with obvious whoreson) and jokes that it's not that we dislodged the jaws but then it was non esperança of encontrallas or lack damn we did, on especially when Antillón Don Sancho gave his buttocks on the floor to unravel the stool do lay, which was celebrated with laughter, but become concerned to see that non Sancho was right to stand for having broken tailbone very badly. After the small and painful incident, Charles Knight ACHA ofrecióse with all his great kindness to sleep on the floor of his shop for giving me your mattress, I preferred before the open maldormir to spend the night in the cave of horrors, so much deference and agradescí you could still sleep a few hours in the store with the Knights of ACHA, whose snoring parecíanme heavenly songs in remembering the appalling silence of the place that I had intended to sleep in Alagón.
But before that happens continuously aquesta beer and liquor flowing between the soldiers (as one called "Viking blood" which was really tasty) sandwiches pray, sing more songs, was renaming the clerk's name receive me " Monfortefuma "for its cross-peak mode and your hobby Aztec the hookah and alcohol fumes were clouding the understanding so that both estrecháronse ties of friendship between the ACHA and my brothers Regi Fideles I think I married Don Ximeno Framework Celaya, which non agora remember very well. Passaronse then to establish the posts of combat and riot the next day we crossed very kind words of brotherhood with our fellow Black Wolf, to which unites us and an unbreakable bond of friendship, fables very judicious and sincere words about our objectives in the future and already clear at dawn, after that hour of confidences that alcohol breaks out when the spirit is tormented retirámonos our stores while I sleep was listening to the snore of my cabin mates and Paresce seraphic choirs in remembering for a moment the empty place on the wandering spirits they missed a pompous clerk who had promised to spend the night there and who remained fasting fresh meat in which to sink their fangs.
So then, looking at the tangle of sticks and poles and shop ACHA well rocaje averronchado live on after falling to the chambers of hell, our clerk dexaremos trying to sleep until the rooster crows a few hours later .. . CHRONIC
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