Artemis Jones is the main character of a story I’ve been dabbling on for about a year. She needs a birthday present for her boyfriend, Kay, and answers an odd flyer advertising a magic sword for sale.
Unbeknownst to her, the sword is Excalibur, and the old coot selling it was Merlin.
Now, Arte has to reconstitute the round table, fend off the mysterious servants of a nameless ancient evil, and still find a way to make her half of the rent.