The happiness of most people we know is not ruined by great catastrophes or fatal error, but by the repetition of slowly destructive little things - Ernest Dimnet
Yes Ronnie but o'er the lowland into the Gray foothills of the Southern Mountain Slopes Back to the Black Castle of Mennringal and to out wit the witch and the Empress...Committed to one cause, "evil,' and now she has the Princess locked in her spire and under spell...
Those crystals of Menngral, The Black Crystals have united the south and our enemies of Bentborn Village and King Guyem. The And this Empress now holds captive such a Princess as to have powers seen and yet to be...The Judas Brother Haggis...All these thing for power and prestige.
Green and sliver color the forest the Fir needles mark the path both above and underfoot. Our travelers from the Realm Of the Western Sea now travel through the forest to its Southern Shores. 'What will you do then Sir...' The Knight replied to the Squire, "Well Steven if I can't convince the empress to let her go we'll have to use any other means necessary... Do you think there will be trouble getting in the castle....Brian Said...No Brian as a Knight of the realm I have privilege to see the Queen. Replied the Knight.
'Now Brian listen tom me ...Whatever happens you have to take the message back to the King...No matter what happens this is very important... the whole realm is at stake...'
Do You think Menngral will unite with our enemies in the South...' Its a very good possibility, from what you've already told me I need to meet this Empress...Now go and tell your master you Found the Kings court and help is on the way...' 'I guess I'll have to go on being the Prince of Pots and Pans like the Magician said!' Brian Said whilst climbing onto his Horse..
A moment appears Then love it is hushed As a season begins or ends Like winters frost it melts Or summers leaf it falls Or the robins sweet call love it is hushed And like his proud ribbed plate the bellows to song his notes alone to give life her meaning Love the oath of life...
Princess where are you I have been waiting for we were to meet here you have to guide me there there your voice reveries woken from words placed into my heart!
And in the Tower where they kept her Stone earth and cold straw. This love light in my heart Thy gift l give back to you Soon to be mine again.. Ever where you are I will find you.
Brian hurried back to the Realm of Verlot to tell the king and whats to Happen to our noble Knight Stuck inside the castle grounds with a mind shifting Clairvoyant skilled in the practice of witchcraft and her evil apprentice Helvica. With war in the South eminent, the Princess imprisoned and the dangerous roads where the Brigantes lurk entering the northern feudal lands, where shepherds planters reside.
-- Edited by Sir Patrick Pickle on Wednesday 5th of February 2014 05:55:03 PM
The Empress and her potions prepared enchantments so to cast her will upon thy Princess Visionary....Now forever locked away, under a psychic charge her powers usurped! The Sire knew of Mennringal and its history of misdeads... Yes it was a long time ago. The Shaman and the Empress knew each other, once a long time ago. It was on St. Stevens Day...
-- Edited by Sir Patrick Pickle on Wednesday 5th of February 2014 05:59:12 PM
