The bottle that this beer comes in is quite impressive, and is apparently a version of an 18th century oval bottle. The St Peters brewery is also situated in a medieval hall that was established in 1280. That is some old school shit right there.
Staying true to it's name, the beer pours a deep clouded ruby red. There is little to no head, which is a common theme with British beers. The flavour does strike like a Knight and is far more heavily hopped than a majority of Red Ales I've had in the past. Without a doubt, this is the most bitter Red Ale I can remember drinking. Intimidating at first, but adjustable over time. Gradually sweet malts, toffee, and caramel begin to emerge and smoothe out some of the edges.
Nothing can blunt this blade though. The bitter hops slice through like a knife to butter leaving all else in their wake. It's maybe overhopped, as I would have liked to have gotten more of the caramel and toffee before being struck in the head by a mace. Still, this is a good beer. Those inexperienced in battle may fall on their own sword though.
7.5/10
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