Interlude

Thus is told of our slightly heroic agonist of this story, squire Dimsloth the Slow. Only the birds in the sky and oxen in the fields bore witness to the following event, as the squire was upon entering the glorius realm of Champvent:

Being a creature of nature, Dimsloth, as most other beings upon this very earth, frequently answers nature's call. Riding his trusted aluminium steed, Brocinante by name, along a trivial road, our squire found himself in just such a state as of in no long time wanting to perform this particular act of nature. As no opportunities to do so presented themselves along the road, the need made it self ever more present. At a specific point Dimsloth decided that his state of need should and would be swiftly alleviated, although the place was not of tactical value. He thus dismounted Brocinante, which he tethered to a sign post, and proceeded in his firm intention.

Sweet relief came upon our hero, as the traffic on said road suddenly increased. Wagons passing him started to make themselves known by use of their horn. Not wanting to turn around, squire Dimsloth finished his business with grim determination. Soon thereafter, turning around smiling, hoping not to lose too much valor, he addressed the passing wagons with discreet vawing of the arm. Greeting him in this feeble act was a barriage of thrown objects, some of which almost hit him. Upon closer inspection, Dimsloth found it to be wrapped crystalline matter, sweet tasting, easily digested, mainly carbohydratic in nature; in other words, candy.

"What an unlikely response to witnessing a call of nature!" our hero proclaimed to himself, as the bombardment continued. The answer to this unuttered riddle presented it self soon enough: It was a procession of wedding guests moving from one location to the other, and in this particular part of the realm the custom is to shower innocent bystanders with said objects while travelling.

Our hero, upon this realization, laughed out loud and ventured forth on collecting this freely given, or rather thrown, booty, before setting out on further adventures. Thus ends this incident.