The Witanagemot Adventure - Episode 1

Our adventurers have just left the pub after what turned out to be a fruitless quest for the Holy Oval Ashes of Antioch. Almost immediately they are suffused in ethereal radiance and strange heavenly choir music. The groupies, horselike, take fright for a moment. They whinny and rattle their coconuts. The adventurers fall on their knees. A holy voice booms out.

"Oh get up!"

The adventurers, surprised at the Lord's butch tone, get to their feet.

"Sorry, Lord"

"Now listen very carefully to what I am about to say", the Lord boomed, “You shall make unto yourselves a group and this group shall be good and it shall be named the Witanagemot Club.”

“Good idea, oh Lord.”

“Of course it’s a good idea. What are you doing now?”

“We are averting our eyes.”

“Well, don't. I really don't know where all this got started. It's like those miserable psalms. They're so depressing. Now knock it off”.

“Yes Lord.”

“And this club, of which you shall each be a part, and in which there shall be many parts, will bring light to what is now dark. You will bring reason to what is now madness.”

“Madness Lord?”

“Yes, madness. Don’t interrupt. And you shall bring forth the word in a proud and not too effeminate manner. And that word shall be England.”

And there was a hush and Wonko did spoil his armour.

“He said the ‘E’ word.”

“Shhhhh.”

“Have you all got that then?”

“Yes Lord”

“Good.”

And then the Lord, he did vanish.

“So, anyone know how to pronounce that Watonga club name thingy?”

“Fuck if I know.”

"Then that shall be our first task. We shall not rest until we have found out how to pronounce the Wahhabi club."

"The Whanihani club sir."

"Yes, that one. And also to bring forth the E word so that it may arise from the madness."