I don’t know whether this is true or not, but a friend told a friend’s story:

Going to the boats. The evening. Tomorrow battle and so on. The Holy Inquisition sits at the fire and rests. Their spy comes and says that somewhere in a kilometre barbarians are sitting, say, go with them until we die. Well dressed (full latte, swords, shields, strings), we went. For the sake of the incest, they took a bowl with the barbarians in a half-circle and flew into the light of the fire with the screams "For the Holy Inquisition"!!!! to
In general, they were not the Rolewicks-Barbars, but the Satanists who just killed the cat. The last of them were found 8 km away unconscious. He crashed into a tree while he ran away.

c) Riding a cat