- "A knight must always be in control of his actions," said the weapon master. "Once controlled, anger can be used to your benefit. It will give you strength, as Calard rightly points out, but if that anger is controlled, you do not lose your focus."
"Bertelis glowered, still angry. Gunthar smiled in response, and slapped the young knight on the shoulder."
"It is not easy," he said, his voice softening. "It comes with age, and with practice. I was young too once, as impetuous and quick to anger as you."
"Bertelis grinned impishly, his foul mood evaporating..."
- —Gunthar of Garamont.
A grizzled old knight, Gunthar was not as fast with the blade as he used to be, and he often found himself tiring when he would have once felt nothing. Nevertheless, the ageing knight's skill with blade and lance was still unparalleled in all of Garamont, indeed, in all of eastern Bastonne. He continued to fight in his simple, old-fashioned, functional armour. It was battered and dull with age, though it was meticulously cared for, and was as strong as it had ever been. Still, it looked ancient in the eyes of his young pupils, a relic from a time long past...
Without a son to carry his name, Gunthar feared he would be forgotten. He sometimes regretted having never wed, and this brought back painful memories. He was haunted by the question of what might have come to pass if he had met her first, but she had already been betrothed to the Castellan of Bastonne, Gunthar's lord and closest brother-in-arms. He had never spoken a word of his love for the Lady of Garamont to any living soul, and it was a secret he would carry to his dying day. He would never have dishonoured himself, or them, by voicing his feelings. Instead, he had pushed them deep inside. It was a source of much rumour and gossip as to why he had never wedded, but only Gunthar knew the true reason.
He had been distraught when his love had died. He had wept for her, and it was out of love for her that he had stayed within the Garamont household to oversee her son Calard's training. The boy had lost his mother at a tender age, and within the year his twin sister, his constant companion and shadow, was taken by the Fay Enchantress. Gunthar loved the Lord of Garamont like a brother, and knew that, in his heart, he was a good man, but when his wife had died, something within him had died as well. All warmth towards the young Calard had been sucked away, and he had said barely a civil word to him in all the years since. Gunthar could understand it. Calard was the spitting image of his mother, and it must have caused the Castellan great pain to look upon the boy.
Furthermore, Gunthar loathed the new lady of Garamont with a silent passion, seeing her as a cold, jealous woman. He was honest enough with himself to know that part of his dislike stemmed from the fact that she was, in his eyes, replacing the lady of the household, but he believed that he would have disliked the woman even if circumstances had been different. She was cruel to servants and peasants to the point of maliciousness, a trait she seemed to have sadly passed on to her son Bertelis, and she had made life for Calard growing up in the castle a misery. With a father who was cold and distant, and who had eyes only for his second son, and a vicious stepmother who derided him at every chance, it was no wonder that Calard struggled with issues of anger and self-doubt. He often wished that he could help somehow.
Nevertheless, by the time both Calard and his brother had entered manhood, they were already strong and capable Knights Errant. Under Gunthar's strict training, they spent hours every day sparring with lance and sword, honing their skills to the point of exhaustion.
Leading the Knights Errant
When the knights of Bastonne were called to battle a Greenskin horde rampaging across Bordeleaux, the noble Lord of Garamont pledged to aid their cause. To this end, he sent forth his two noble sons, Calard and Bertelis, along with a large contingent of knights and Men-at-Arms. As Garamont's grim Weapon Master, Gunthar was tasked with accompanying the young Knights Errant, lending his wisdom in what would be their first true battle.
Gunthar's experience and stern temperament proved invaluable to the heirs of Garamont. It was he who led their charge against the Orcish horde, announcing his pride when the greenskins were finally defeated. The Knights Errant had beamed with joy at their mentor, feeling a surge of pride at the rare praise.
- 1: Knights of Bretonnia (Series)