Once apon a tim King Aurthur and Lancellot were siting in Camelot round the round tabel. Sudden a night carged into the room and yelled "Aurthur! We know were the Holey Grayil is!" Aurthur gassped "I have been lookign for this cup for years! Quick, Lancelot, we must gather the army and go on qeust to get it!" So then Lancellot and Aurther and all the other nights went on ther horses and rode toward the palce were the night had said the greil was hidden.