Yeshiva University - Masmid Yearbook (New York, NY)

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rv When Marmoraunce came out to inspect the guards, In- differaunce leaped into his path and threw the oregano. The horrified Marmoraunce bellowed and tried to brush the stuff off his black leather armour. As Indif feraunce shoved him into the moat, Piouse and Zealos whacked the Saracens cold with the flat of their swords, tied them up with the straps of their time-clocks, and tossed them into the moat after their leader. The three knights raced over the draw- bridge and into the castle. A sign stood in the main hall; WAYTOWISDOMME ' Tis clear, said Zealos, no man of Avihsey passed here for a long time. What splendor! exclaimed Piouse. What a majestic place this must have been! Come, we must find the great Belquinor and learn the Ineffable Wisdom, said Indifferaunce.

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The gates of Fortress Avihsey were well-guarded, so the knights hid in the bushes and thought of how they could gain entry. They marvelled at the domes — golden once, now a dull green, and carefully studied the Saracen guards of Marmoraunce the Fearless, responsible for the Fortress ' security. Within, the knights knew, was the lair of the Re- gent Bakonio, who administered the rule of Avihsey, assist- ed by the Fair but Dangerous Epstilene. The knights decided that it would be foolhardy to try a direct attack upon the Fortress; they had to use trickery. The Queens had told them of Marmoraunce ' s only known weakness; he was deathly afraid of grass . They decided on a plan. From Choparkalex ' s inn they had stolen some oregano, a spicey substance which bears a striking resembl- ance to grass. They would stun Marmoraunce by flinging the oregano in his face, and then rout the leaderless Saracens and storm the castle.

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Suddenly, the torches in the hall lit up and a voice rumbled, I am Bakonio, Regent to the Mighty Belquinor, Scion of Avihsey. Who are you, and why do you seek him? We are three knights errant, spake Zealos humbly. We have come to speak to the good King Belquinor to gain the Ineffable Wisdom so that we may bring it to all the inhabitants of Danciger. Suddenly, two doors at the end of the hall opened, and a roar- ing was heard. It was the Fair Epstilene! She threw forms at them, asked them for proof of financial clearance, told them that the Regent was in conference and could not be disturbed, that they could not be admitted without a pink slip.