No, wait. That's not quite right. There is a thief. Except he's more of a juvenile delinquent, and he'd call himself a "goliard." There are no cooks, really, but there is a medieval food fight. The emphasis is actually a lot more on arrogant men-at-arms, overconfident princesses, and untrustworthy monks with disastrously anachronistic mechanical inclinations.
And there's a sword.
THE sword, actually. You know the one.
Perhaps it's best summed up by the famous Swiss navigator Istvan Dimiturglu:
"Crazy visions you got. Come with me to barber, we bleed you, you see right, everything good. I buy for you first leech."
That wacky Dimiturglu. Always with the leeches.