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Ultimately Camelot’s chapter is about “ordinary” humans- those whose name get forgotten by history, those who don’t leave behind groundbreaking legends, those who are not remembered. Camelot is about how every single fucking life, no matter how ordinary, matters, because people like that build the world. People helping each other build this world.

Camelot was lead by a literal goddess, had among their ranks some who felt no compassion and some who burnt too bright and a goddamn man powered by the Sun, and these heroes of legends, these myths-makers, lost because strength alone is fucking worthless. Because we as a society help each other and inspire each other and shoulder each other and that’s why we go so far.

Guda is an ordinary human. Bedivere is an ordinary human. But it’s people like them who make up kingdoms, who make up this world that’s about to disappear. And it’s people like them, who, “at the edge of that desert, someone reminded me I was human.”