Mike Evans' Michael Jordan jersey touted as reason for monster

Forget George and the Dragon. Forget Sir Lancelot and tales of Knightly exploits. This is a mercenary knight as you've never seen one before. Twenty eight florins a month is a huge price to pay, for a man to stand between you and the Wild. Twenty eight florins a month is nowhere near enough when a wyvern's jaws snap shut on your helmet in the hot stink of battle, and the beast starts to rip the head from your shoulders.