The Holy "Grill"

Good afternoon, mortals! Thank ye for joining us last night—an excellent start to Season VIII, I believe, despite the fact that we failed to secure the Grail. If ye missed the first hoe-down of Season VIII—if ye missed the Mich-Merlin Chef’s litany of artefacts—if ye missed a legal message to centrist politicians—behold the replay, right here!

In addition to misleading us about his “holy grill,” the Mich-Merlin Chef also sought to promote our friends at Fight Opera—their show begins shotly after ye receive this missive, & may be observed round the world, right here.

The Quest, Onward

As ye may have noticed, upon waking this morn, Earth has not been thrust into a new Golden Age. We may, perhaps, have promised slightly overmuch—but only on the date! We shall pursue the Grail, & the repair of the world, for so long as we must!

I do feel a bit badly for the gentle folk in the Cult of the Grail—I know ye put much weight upon last night’s planned discovery of the relic. I pray ye did not resort to any untoward cultish measures, & that ye all survived to see the Sun rise. If ye think about it, actually, this helps thy cult—putting off the “appointed day” means more time to recruit, more time to extract the wealth of the membership, &c. &c. So, ye are welcome!

Thank ye for reading—& thank ye to the growing cadre of generous mortals who can & do support our works here with coin!

I shall write ye Monday with fresh art & a tale. ‘Til then—be safe, be well, & if ye hear any rumours of the Grail, let us know?

Cheers,
Amœnus Franco
Wizard, Writer, Grail-Seeker