Leg-a-gain, is a six foot one elf. A high prince of the elf's, known for him quick feet, acute hearing, speed, and his bow staff skills.
hemly, is a four foot six dwarf. Nothing to his name, just a random dwarf with a hatred of band nerds. Hemly is known for his up close combat skills, lack of speed, stamina, but has rather great strength, he uses a variety of bats golf clubs and various fishing poles.
Ham-sized-granny, is a tree foot even bop-it. Raised on a farm, he specializes in hiding in small places, has no skill, easily tempted to take a bite of the union ring.
Once upon a time in the realm known as pot roast, in the forest of Elvis. The land ruled by the elf's. Leg-a-gain, Hemly, and myself, ham-sized-granny are escorting the mystical union ring to mount boiler. Which is the only way to destroy it. Which must be done because its taste is too great, and too tempting for anyone. We are traveling along the trail of rus-t-hinges on our way to mor-doors. We are traveling along the trail, when we are spotted by a small scouting party of dorks. Mutated mud pies made by the evil sorcerer salmon. They came at us with there measuring swords. There where ten of them to the three of us. leg-a-gain and hemly were both trained to fight so they were dropping dorks left and right. I was trained by a farmed so all I knew how to do is clean after pigs, and hang on a pole to scare crows. After a small time the two warriors had cleared the dorks. They both saw that I was useless in a fight so leg-a-gain handed me one of his machetes to tune my sword skills. We started off with some basic tumble role and slash moves, a hand stand and dodge move, I am trying to work my way up to a brake dance legs sweep. Once I had some training we had to keep moving. We were approaching the town of Spree so we decide to camp out next to mount moron, thirty yards from the town gate. Half way threw the night I wake up to some noises I heard on the mountain, the glare from the town light were messing with my eyes so all I could see was some small figure crawling down the mountain side. The further and further it came down the larger the figure became. I began to get worried, the dark shadow was getting closer and closer. Once it got close enough to where I could tell what it was that was coming at me. Leg-a-gain sprung up doing a flying ninja back flip-kick knocking the creature off the mountain side. It turns out it was a seven foot three ex basketball player corrupted by the taste of union rings, coming after the best union ring known to man. After we tie him down and calm him down we ask him his name, which turns out to be ball-in. The rest of the night we train him to become our pet. Once morning came we start again going around the town of spree. Around noon we get around the city walls and start looking for food. Over the city walls we see a sign reading "best burger legal to sell" we the head threw to gates into the tavern to get our food. After ordering and eating what seemed to be cheep tasting over priced burgers. we notice a man in the corner starring me down down, Leg-a-gain thought it would be an alright time to test out my fighting skills. He then sends Hemly over to the stranger to ask for a duel. I then get brought to the streets and the man come to me saying "the short hairy one tells me you want to fight, I will except your challenge" I then become worried because I have little experience, and he is wearing a slap jack crew jacket, a traveling swords team known for taking the heads of anyone they fight. The duel begins and he came at me and instinctively I run and hide in a small box, the man calls out "marco?" I then respond "polo!" he the calls out " what is this? I thought you wished to fight, now you are hiding? now come draw your sword and lets begin" I then respond " I haven't my crayons with me nor can I draw" Leg-a-gain then tells me " Ham-sized-granny! he mean to pull out the machete in which I haven't given you yet" he then throws a machete to the street and I quickly grab it and get into my fighting position and the match begins he came at me and I tried to deflect the blow of his sword but he hit my machete out of my hand then raised his sword too me neck and claims victory. I was then preparing myself for death because of his ruthless ways. He then asks what I was doing I told him I knew of his team so he responded "I am not on the team I just bought it from the pawn shop down the road".
TO BE CONTINUED
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