It was Halloween night, a young buxom brown haired green eyed woman named Kate was by herself  watching horror movies and eating popcorn. She wore a t-shirt with the word ‘Spooky’ written on it
 Her friends were all out partying, she decided to spend the night by her  self.  
 The door bell rang.  .   She opened the door, there stood four children, one was dress as vampire another dressed as a were wolf  the two others were dressed as a witch and a pirate.  “Trick or treat!”  “Cute.” she said,  she gave them each a Fisherman’s Friend. “This isn’t candy.” The werewolf kid complained “They’re good for coughs.””   She shut the door. The kids shrugged i  “Come on guys, let’s go.”  “How can I watch my movies if those damn kids keep showing up?” The phone rang. 
 “It’s just one interruption after another.”  She picked up the phone.  “Hello?”  “Trick or treat.”  “Oh come on, Dave the whole phone thing is getting old, I’m hanging up now.”   It rang  again.     “Hello?”   “Why did you hang up on me?”  “Because, Dave you do the whole trying- to scare me through- the phone thing every year and frankly, I’m getting sick of it.”   She was about to hang up. “I’m not Dave.”  “Then who the hell are you?”  The voice laughed.   “Just call me, death!”  Now she was getting scared, she slowly began to hang up.  She began shivering.  “What am I going to do?’  She thought, she  slowly began walking toward the door and locked it.
 She went to the basement grabbed an ax and walked back up stairs, she picked up the phone and dialed 911. “Hello, police?”   She heard the same laughter.  “The cops can’t help you now, bitch!”    “No, damn it.”   The door knob began twisting and it opened  even though it was locked.   There stood shadowy form it was human, but yet in human it had flowing black hair and eyes that glowed like a jack -o-lantern.   It grinned and said.  “Trick or treat.”  She paused and stared, this specter that she was looking at may the ghost of the serial killer Jack London; as he was 

executed on a Halloween. 

“Jack...London.” “In the former flesh.”  He raised his left hand, she began loosing her grip on the ax.
 The ax flew out of her hand and into his.   She screamed and ran for the stairs, he chased after her.  She ran out of the basement  door.  She began running  and screaming.  “Somebody help me, please!”  No one responded.   She found a bush and decided to hide.
 She thought she safe, but she wasn’t.  The shadowy figure crept  towards her.  “I see you.”   Tears flooded down her eyes.  “No, stop please!”  She screamed as he lifted the axe and it was done.  He picked up the body threw it in river. He grinned “I can’t wait till next year.”  He said as he vanished into the darkness. 
 

Renowned dragon slayer Sir George after retiring from slaying the mentioned beasts had decided on other pursuits, such as finding the legendary Golden Cock, many have tried looking for it; all failed. Keeping this in mind; he knew he needed the best men for the job. 

“I need men to join on me on a quest!” He said, walking into an inn. No one responded, until one man waved him down. “Over here!” He called out. George approached him, he was a greasy looking fellow with long black hair, beard and mustache. “Name’s Sir Frank, what do you go by?”

“Sir George.” “The famed dragon slayer?” “The very one.” “You’re bald.” “And?” “I just imagined you with hair.”

“What are we questing for exactly; the holy grail?” “No, that’s a myth.” “What we are looking for is very much real.” He got out a map “What were are looking for is; the golden cock.” Sir Frank spat out his beer. “Are you insane!?” “All attempts to find it have been miserable failures!” “I am aware.”

“We shall be the ones.” “But in order to d so we go through the Valley of the Dead followed 

by the Forest of the Damned to the Caves of Hell where it is said to be guarded by a three headed hell hound.” “Sounds doable.” “Also, you got the map wet.” “Sorry.” ‘

“We should probably get some sleep in.” “We need the energy.” Sir Frank stretched his arms “That’s probably a good idea, I need to sleep off this booze.” Sir George nodded. Three hours later Sir George walked towards Sir Frank’s door and started knocking “Sir Fr

Frank, wake up!” He moaned. “I thought you said we were getting sleep.” “I said ‘some’.” “Are we going to get a bite in at least?” He threw a piece at him. “There.” “That should do it.” H e bit into it.

“I know a man, a sorcerer, he’ll make the quest easier, by enchanting our armor and weapons “I don’t trust sorcerers. “This one you can trust; his name is Desmodus.” “Then let’s go meet this ‘Desmodus’” “Very well.” ‘’He’s only a few miles south from here.’’ 

As they climbed their horses Sir Frank had a pensive look. “What’s on your mind?” ‘’We need a name.’’ ‘’No we don’t.’’ ‘’I’m thinking ‘Knights of Righteousness’’’ “If you insist, why not ‘Knights of Justice.’’ “Let’s flip a coin over it.’’ “Tails Knights of Righteousness, heads Knights of Justice. It landed on tails. “Knights of Righteousness it is then.’’ 

“This is the place.” Sir Frank got off his horse and began knocking. “Come out, Desmodus.!” “The Knights of Righteousness demand it!” “Knights of Righteousness?” “What kind of hackneyed name is that?” “Sir Frank came up with it .” “Of course he did.” “What can I do for you?” “”We want you to enchant our armor and weapons.” “It’ll cost you.” “How much?” “Seventy two shillings.” 

“Is that all?” Sir George said as he handed him the money. “Now stand back” He raised his staff as the knights were surrounded by an aura. “Done.’ “Now go away.”

“A tad stand offish.’’ “But he gets the job done.” “You better be right, Frank.’’ 

‘’Halt!’ A Knight charged at them, sword aimed at George, whom swung out his to block it. “Who are you?” “My name is Sir Harald; and I want to join you group. George put down his sword ,Harald put down his. “Welcome aboard.’’ “Are you insane?” Sir Frank whispered.” “He’s crazy!” “Trust me.”” “Crazy is what we need.”” He shook his hand. “So you are aware of the Golden Cock?” “I am.”

“Do you know of Desomodus?” “Yes.”

“Welcome to the Knights of Righteousness.’’ “Righteousness?” “Our motive is entirely selfish.’’ “Sir Frank’s idea.’’”You wanted ‘Knights of Justice’.’’ ‘’True.’’

“I have a confession to make.’’ “I have dome something less than righteousness .’’ “You’re among friends.’” “I bedded Sir Wilfred’s wife.’’ “Of Ivanhoe?” Sir George asked incredulously Sir Frank smiled The very same.” “You got in a fight over it, didn’t you?” “I did.’’ ‘’You shouldn’t bed other men’s wives.” “Did you win?” Sir Harald asked. Before Sir Frank could answer, giant worms popped out from the ground. “Hell worms.” “Are they actually called that?” Sir Frank asked. “No idea.” Was 

Sir George’s response. “I just wanted to call them that.” They leaped off their horses and began slashing and stabbing at the worms, their armor and weapons withstanding the flames thanks to Desmodus’s enhancements. “We survived, lads.” Sir George said in triumph. “Too bad for our horses.” Sir Frank bemoaned gesturing towards their charred remains. Sir George turned around and noticed that Sir Harald was eating them. He glanced at the other knights.“What?” “I guess we’re continuing on foot.’’ 

They kept going until they reached a cave the was littered with treasure 

“Do we dare?” Sir Frank inquired. “We dare.” Sir Harald replied. They walked in as Sir George followed. “We’ve hit the jackpot, gentlemen.” “The knights began filling their pockets up with the gold. “Look, I found the grail!” Sir Frank exclaimed “That could be just a random cup.” Sir George reasoned. “Ahem!” Sir Frank turned around. “Holy shit, it’s Jesus!.” “I’ll take that!” Sir George blinked “Guess it was the grail..’’

As they the left the cave they saw a sign. It read; VALLEY OF THE DEAD; POPULATION 10,0000000 “That’s a lot of dead people.” Sir Frank said; bemused. “No shit!” Responded Sir George. “They will not stop us! Sir Harald bellowed charging in. “Don’t wake them, idiot!” Sir George sighed and charged in after him. Sir Frank shrugged and fallowed. They began hacking and slashing their way

through until they reached the end. “Man, fighting the dead takes a lot out of you.’’ “How about we catch some rest?” “Good idea, Frank you and I have rest wile Sir George stands watch. “Right, good night!” “Fine!” “I’ll stand watch but I won’t enjoy it!” “You had a long journey, Sir knight.” A strange woman said to him. “Yes, yes I have.’’ “Rest.” “I suppose could you use some shut eye.”She laid down and spread her legs. “On me.” “Fine, I know you’re a succubus, but I but I don’t give a give a damn.” Sir George took off his armor land lay on the demoness “Yes.” A white aura formed the succubus which penetrated Sir George, leaving him alone one the ground. The next day Sir George lay there, a look of shame on his face. “I fucked a succubus.” “You did what?!” Exclaimed Sir Frank. “You heard me.” “I know, I just don’t believe it..’’ “There is a prophecy involving a knight fucking a succubus who then gives birth to a demon child.’’ “Great, now we have to both find the Golden Cock and prevent a demon birth.” “Good going, George.” “I am no fond of the prospect as you are, Frank.’’ “I for on am excited.’’ “Let’s get going, gents.” “Put your lower armor on man, I can see your penis.’’ They kept on their way until they encountered three demonic rhinos with flaming horns . They charged at the knights who braced them with their shields, knocking them back. They stopped and bowed. Curious, Sir Harald approached them; he lay his hand on one of their heads. He nodded at the knights who slowly began approaching the rhinos, they grabbed their horns, no pain. After they boarded the rhinos the beasts began charging ramming down demons, vampires and wargs along the away. After plowing their way the Forest of the Damned, they reached The Caves of Hell. ‘’We’ve reached our destination lads.” Said Sir George. They climbed off their rhinos and sent them off. Sir George beckoned them “In here.” “How do you know that’s the right cave?” “I have a gut feeling.’’ They’ve entered the right cave, for the three headed hell hound was there, sleeping with the succubus. They worke up and the beast charged at them while Sirs George and Frank thrusted their swords in the necks of it’s left and right heads Sir Harald jumped on the creature’s back and stabbed it’s middle head, it collapsed on the ground. “Gurag!” She called out running over to it.

“You killed my pet!” ‘’He went down like a bitch!’’ ‘’’Said Sir Frank “Yes.’’ Sir George retorted. 

“You will pay!” “All of you!” She engulfed herself in flames as 

she shot jets at the knight. “The Apocalypse is coming, you cannot stop it!” “It’s time to end this.’’ Said George as he charged at the, succubus, stabbing her in the stomach. She burst into flames, as Sir George vanished into nothing. “Our comrade has fallen.’’ Sir Frank said as he and Harald took off their helmets in respect. All of the sudden Sir George returned in a burst of flame. “Sir George!” “But we thought you died!” “I did die, Frank, but I came back as Sir George the Red.” “I can tell by the beard, very spotting.’’ He rubbed it “Thank you.” They noticed he was holding a golden rooster. “The Golden Cock!” Exclaimed Sir Harald. “ Turns out it was inside the succubus the whole time.” “How ,did it get inside the succubus?’’ “Your guess is a good as mine.’’ “Well, gents, the quest is complete, let’s go home.’’ 

In the small  village of Darvill , near the Fandoran capital, Eldoar lived a young man about the age of  sixteen, named Hector he was tall, with brown hair and brown eyes, he  wore  a simple brown tunic, white trousers  and brown shoes. He was taking a walk  on Eldoar’s busy streets with his friend, the princess
 Martina, known as Tina one  afternoon , she was a pretty girl with golden hair  and blue eyes, she a wore a shirt and skirt. “And the farmer says, ’that’s no goblin, that’s my wife’!”  Tina laughed. “Wow, that’s probably the lamest joke ever.” “Yeah, I got it  from a joke book.” “ Well, next time, look for better ones okay?”  “Yeah.” They both smiled. “Hector time for your  lesson.”  Said Osworth, a wizard with a long grey beard, one of his eyes were grey with  a mix of blue and the other one was a mix of green and yellow.  He wore a grey hat and a bluish grey robe, and he carried a long white staff with him, it had symbols, like a diamond shape, a sun and  moon carved into it.

He wore  a long, pointed hat.  After Hector’s parents Anthono of Pero,  (Southern Fandora) and Eanya of Aegan (Northern Fandora)  died,  he became his parental figure and mentor.    “Right now?” “Well, you do want be a great fighter don’t you?”  “Well, yeah , I’ll see you later Tina.”  “Ok.”  She said, as she  began walking back to the castle, where her farther King Tyron  was waiting.   King Tyron was  a tall man with a red bear, bluish grey eyes he wore a long red robe  and a jewel in crested crown . He was Ia man of knowledge, learning new things during his spare time. Many of  the subjects he taught were quite boring, but Tina didn’t seem to mind. Her farther tried to make these  subjects as interesting as possible, but other times he didn’t need to try, because Tina was automatically interested in them.  Also, Osworth  taught Hector  all these things as well. Reading was also one of Tina’s hobbies, she’d read books containing stories of heroes  fighting evil monsters and dark lords  and saving the land.  A  few of the stories were true, especially the ones about Earon The  Eagleheart, founder of the Knights Of The Eagle and Tyrum the Crusader, although some versions were more fanciful then others, they all had historic truth in them.    They also made her proud the she was a descendant  of them.   Hector also enjoyed  reading, he also liked the stories about the heroes, himself training to be like them but he also liked reading joke books, and he usually marked the pages of the jokes he thought were the most funny.         
 The castle also had a monastery, where both Hector  and Tina studied teachings of faith, under the watchful eyes of the monks.  Of course, they did other things, they would take walks down the streets, have friendly conversations  with people they   meet  and buy themselves treats at the market place. Tina and Hector would play  sports with the other young people .  The city of Elnor was mostly consisted of  humans but had elves and dwarves in the mix as well.
 Although a lot of cities in Fandora had a  cathedral, the most important one, the Grand Cathedral was in Eldoar. 






They were now having dinner in the castle gardens.  “What  a lovely day.”  Observed Osworth as he took a sip of his raspberry wine “Right  you  are , old friend !” “Hector and Tina worked hard today, they deserve this meal!”  “You’re damn right we deserve it!”  Said Hector.  Tina laughed.  “Hector!” “What, I’m just telling the truth!”  They all chuckled .  “Before we eat,”Tryon  said. “Let us thank Dio for  this day,  and for blessing the farmers who provided us with  this  food.”  “Now, let’s eat!``  ``Dad, do you think I’ll make a good  queen?”  Tina asked. “Tina,” he said. “You ask this question  all the time, it’s always going to be the same answer.”  He took a bite of his sausage. Hector put a piece of bread into his mouth and said; “As long as you keep the people happy, then you’ve got it made.” “That’s easier said then done, trust me, I know.”  Tyron said as he stuffed a potato in his mouth, and took drink of his wine.  “And of course, it always helps to be married to a good king.”  Osworth said. After  the meal, Hector and Tina left the table and decided to take a walk in the castle gardens.   “Tryon.” “What is it, my friend?” “I sense  that this peace will soon end.”   
 As Tina and Hector were walking a noticed creature, resembling a small dragon It landed near them. What was that?”  Asked Tina. 
       I don’t know, let’s check it out.”   They began walking towards it. 
 The looked down  and a saw small lizard like creature, which had green scale, red stripes,  a grey  underbelly, red spikes on its back ,five claws on each foot, and small, sharp horns on the top of its head.  “What’s the matter?” It asked. “Never seen a dragon before?”    “No,”   Hector said. “But from what I heard, dragons are huge!”  “And?”  “Well, you’re about as big as a lizard.”  Tina picked it up.  “I am here to see your regent.”, “That would be my father.” “Let’s take it to see him .’’“I’ll have you know, I’m not gender less, I’m a male.” “Well, that saves the trouble of, well, you know.” Hector said.  They walked towards Osworth  and Tryon. “Father, this ahem, dragon wishes to speak to you”  Tina exclaimed.  “He is quite the cute one, if I can say so myself.’”  “What did you just say?”  “Well, that’s  a midget dragon, where did you find him?”  Osworth asked. “He landed near the garden” “Oh.”
 “Well, I’m Hector.”    “This is Tina.”  “Hello”  “This is father, King Tryon.”  “Your majesty .”  “And this is Osworth.” “Nice to meet you.”   “Names Qauztlecoaltus , ambassador of lord Versivius of Atraus. They  just stood there and  stared. “But you may call me Qauztle, if,it conveniences you.’’ “How did you get so small, dragon?” The king asked. “I was shrunken down by magic to make myself more travel convenient.’’ 

“I have something  to give you, Hector.” Tryon said as he handed him a suit of dwarven made amour, a golden shield with a red eagle in crested in it,  a red sheath  with a gold eagle in crested on , and a helmet, also dwarven made.    “What  are these for?” He asked. “For battle of course, and inside the sheath is the Sword of The Eagle, used by Earon and Tyrum and said to be enchanted, never will it break, it will give you  strength and courage.”  Tryon said. “Try it on.”  “Ok.” Hector said as set down the shield and sheath  and put on the armour. “Looking good!” Tina said. Osworth just smiled and nodded in approval.   “Well,” said  “It’s getting late, I think  I’m going to hit the hay.” “Me too.”  Tina said. “Good night, Hector.” “I think I’m going to stay up a bit.” Hector said.      “Whatever.” Qauztle said

                        






Meanwhile in the evil realm of Azgoth, also known as the Underworld on earth,(although the Underworld has the same name.)  Where the Dark Lord reigns and where the creatures of evil reside. Where the sky is forever black, where their is no plants  only rock, brimstone and unholy fire.     There is also a castle, in which is said each brick is filled with the  memories  of pain, suffering  and death of all things good and beautiful. Like Fandora’s  castle it has a chamber room,  but unlike the chamber room of Fandora’s castle  the walls in this chamber room are decorated with skulls and severed  heads  of humans, elves and dwarves, some of these were once heads of brave warriors others were heads of regular people who never carried a weapon in their lives.  Many corpses littered   the floor as well. And on his cold stone throne sat
 the Dark Lord Asarath.  He was very tall, and like his farther  had elfish blood.   His beard was black, his  eyes were blood red his ears  were  slightly pointed and he wore a black robe with red markings on it. His  


long, black and curved staff leaned against his throne. Perched on his throne’s right arm was a large, black crow.   

“I think we’ve let the Fandorans live in peace long enough, don’t you agree, Modred?”   “Whatever you   say, boss.”  “Go tell the goblins in Fandora to come out of hiding,  and tell them to kill the king, it‘s time we finished what we started.”      “What about the princess?”      “
 I want her here and I want her alive, got that?”  “Alive, got it.”  Modred said as he flew off. 
 Back  in Eldoar, Hector was  taking a walk and thinking about what Osworth  told him. ``A true warrior always fights for what’s right.`` He kept walking  until he heard a noise “What was that?”  He asked himself.  Suddenly  out of the woods leapt out a goblin, Hector  got his glowing and humming sword out of  his sheath dodged the goblins blow, and swung his sword against the goblin, cutting its head off. The humming and glowing stopped Hector observed the sword, even though it was now stained by black goblin blood, it still had its magnificent beauty, especially its golden eagle hilt.  Hector  looked down at the goblin’s corpse it was greenish grey and had black eyes. It had black toothless gums and it was probably the most repulsive  thing he ever smelt.   He heard  a scream. “Tina.” Hector said as he began running toward  the castle.   As he ran he heard someone yell; “The king is dead!” When  he got there a large  crowd  was standing  around. The castle’s entry hall was magnificently designed, with statues of  King Earon  and Tyrum and  their queens, past  heroes and champions. All of which seemed to have sad faces. Chandeliers hung on the ceiling,  Stained glass windows decorated the walls.  However, Hector was  ignoring most of these things, he was only interested in getting to Tina.   He kept on walking until he entered the chamber  room, there was  a broken window,  the glass was all over the floor. Laying there was the king and his goblin assassin, his hands were wrapped around the goblin’s throat.  There stood Osworth   and Tina, both  with sad expressions on their faces. Hector walked towards Tina and gently put  his hands. “I’m sorry.” Tina stood and wrapped her arms around him. “Thank you.”  She said.  “We need to bury him, and have a funeral for him.”    Osworth  said. After while, everything  was ready for the funeral.  All kinds of people were there to pay their last respects. Farmers, miners  innkeepers, shop keepers,  women and children, dwarves and elves.    Mayor  O’Connor  of Elnor and  Grand Monk  Farther    Maximilian   were also there.  The funeral was  at  the Grand Cathedral,  his burial  was to be next to Queen  Arthina’s.      “We are here tonight  to remember King Tyron, a good man and farther.” They  bowed their heads in silence    “He died in an unexpected attack from the goblins.”  Tina began to speak.  “My farther  was a very kind and intelligent man, he taught me everything  I know, he taught me how to ride a horse when  I was  a little girl.”  “ He was also   a physical man, he believed that a healthy body is 

the greatest companion of a healthy mind.”   Osworth began to speak.  “Tyron was one of my closest friends,  he was a good man and teacher, he believed education was very important. “  The funereal was over.   “Mayor O’Connor, can I have a few words with you?”  Asked  Tina.  “Of, course, majesty”
 “I think and I hope you agree, as well that the people’s safety is the most important thing right now.”  “Aye  I agree with you .”   “Commander Alexander station guards in front as many buildings as possible, double the security of the castle and station guards in front of houses but only if the families within are willing.”   “This  city’s safety is our top  priority right now, understand?”   “ Aye, sir.”  said the black haired bearded and scarred commander.  Alexander was  a cousin of Anthono like Anthono he had Peroin olive skin  , he was one of the soldiers that survived the attack sixteen years ago, he also helped to sharpen Hector’s skills as a fighter and  knight. 

“Always keep a sharp mind, never let your guard down and don’t get cocky.``   
 These words were among Alexander’s favorites, he also was Hector’s  sparring  partner,,  he would sometimes knock Alexander out when they where training,  however he didn’t get   upset  when that happened.
 “I have a feeling that the Dark Lord wants  the Eye of Knowledge.”   
     “I’ve never heard of it before.” Hector said
 “I have, I’ve read a few things about but it’s only a myth, isn’t it?”  Tina asked  “No. it’s not.”  Osworth said.  “We should try to it find before he does
 Who will you be taking on your party?”    “ I think I will I be taking Hector and Tina.”  “” Qauztle said.  “The princess?” “Don’t you think she’ll be safer here?”  the mayor asked.  “She’s  in safe hands.”  “Very well.”    “You will need horses.”    “That I can supply you with.”  Said Alexander.  “Good.”   Osworth replied.   They saddled the horses and rode off.  “I’m really sorry for what happened  to your dad, Tina.”      “It’s not your fault, Hector.”  “ I know,  it’s just  that I wish I could  do something about  it.``  Tina just smiled and rode passed  them. 

Qauztle,just  gave him a look.  ``What!``  ``You like her don’t you?”  “Of course I do,  she’s my friend.”
 “What I’m trying to say is that you like her more then a friend and she probably dose, too.”    “We’re just friends, Qauztle nothing more.”   “Whatever you say man, whatever you say.”  
 Hector began thinking,  he  had many friends, many of them girls, but he was the closest to Tina.  

It began raining.  “Great, this is exactly what we need!” Qauztle said.  “There’s an inn, we can stay for the night.”   Osworth said.    At castle Azgoth, Asarath   was sitting impatiently on his   throne.  Suddenly Modred flew  through the window.    “The king’s dead.”   “Good, but what about  the princess?” 
 “Oh, I kind of forgot about that.”  “You what!” Asarath exclaimed, the ground beneath them began to shake.  “I see  that you're upset, I’ll leave you alone.”  Asarath  grabbed Modred by the neck, flames in eyes. 
 “How could you forget?”     “I’m a bird, not a elephant.”   Asarath let Modred go .

“We’ll just keep trying.”      “Sounds like a plan.” Modred said.   

They  walked toward  a table.  Asarath  lifted  a sheet , reviling rb 
 “Behold, the mystic Orb of Azgoth!!”  “Shiny.”  Asarath whacked Modred’s wing.  “Ow!”   “Don’t touch the orb.”   Modred  rubbed his wing and grumbled   “Oh, mystic Orb, tell us were those Fandorans are!”  The orb began showing the group.  “This is boring, can’t we see what else is on?”    “No!”   “Ok, sorry I asked” 

They stopped at a inn  called the Howling Wolf .  The innkeeper, whose name was Angus Mac Colin out and said  with  “Sorry, no pets.”  
 “Pet,   buddy, I’m no ones pet!”    “His name is Qauztle, 
“Dragon, you say?” “Ambassador to Lord Atraus of Astaru   The innkeeper replied.  “Could’ve sworn that he was a lizard.”   “Anyway, any friend  of princess  Tina, Master Osworth and young sir Hector  is a friend  of mine.”   The got off their horses that  where brought to the staple by servants   and walked in. Hector   The found themselves a table and sat down    Rain was pouring outside
 Inside,  people were eating, talking drinking,  and carrying on.  There was  a band playing.  Angus’   daughter, a red haired girl named Dulcie was serving their she wore a green dress and a  white apron.     She had freckles on her face and hazel eyes. She laid her hand  on Tina’s  shoulder and said; “Tina, I’m sorry about your father.”
 “That’s ok.” “Thank you.”  Dulcie smiled. “So, what would you guys like?    “Nothing for me.”
 Tina said. “Nothing for me.” Said Hector.   “Got any hot wings?”   “Yes.”   “Good, I’m  in the mood for something spicy.”  She smiled  and walked off.  Hector looked at Tina and saw sadness in her eyes. “Hey Angus!”    “Aye?”  Hector whispered  something in his ear,  Angus smiled and winked. “What was that all about?” Tina asked.  “You’ll see.”  Hector said with a grin.
 “Ok, this next song is  dedicated   to Queen Tina, from  an anonymous  it’s called the Song of Life.   ``
 Every  one raised their glasses and cheered   
 The music began playing.  “     
 “Come one Hector, Let’s dance!”  “Ok.”  Hector took   Tina’s hand and they began dancing 
 Everyone began clapping and swigging their mugs.   Once the song was over they sat  back down.                
 “That was great!”   Tina  exclaimed.  “That it was.”  Hector replied .  
     Dulcie  walked over  carrying  the food  and   Osworth’s beer.   “Thank you, Dulcie.”  Osworth  “I’ll drink to that.”   Osworth said.  “Hey, Queztle, are  you  going to eat all of those?”  “I thought you guys didn’t want anything!” 
   “We changed our minds!”  “Fine, though I may warn you they may be too hot for you .”  “Nothing’s too hot for me!”  Hector said as he took a  bite  his face began turning red  and tears began running down his face.  “Hector, you  ok, man?”     “I need water!”  “
 “I don’t see the big deal, they’re not that spicy.” Tina said as she  took a bite.     Hector then grabbed Osworth’s beer and took  a large gulp.  ``That’s good stuff!``   Hector
    Said.  “How  about,  another one?”   Another  beer was passed to Hector.   “Thanks, Fergus!”  Hector drank it all.   After four beers,  Hector  became affected by the alcohol.  “Y-you k-now what’s stupid, hands,  that’s  what!”   “Yep, Hector’s defiantly wasted.”    said  Quizzle.  “And you’re fat!” “Hector, I really think you had enough.”  Tina said .  Hector turned to face Tina and said; “I’ll say when I  have enough!”   He then 
 barfed all over Tina.  “Sorry!”  He then collapsed  on the floor. “Well, that was entertaining.” 
    
    

Said someone from the far side of the bar.  They turned their heads and saw a dwarf sitting on the far corner, he had a black beard   and eye patch on his right eye. He wore black armour.  “I think you should  take a bath.”  Osworth said.  “Good idea.”   Tina said.  “But, what about Hector,  we can’t just leave him there.”  “Why not?”  Quizzle asked. 
   room for him.”        “Ok, that’s good to hear.”   Tina said “Dulcie.”  Said Angus 
 “Could you take princess Tina to the bathing room, I’ll take care of Hector.”  “Ok, dad.”

“Come on,  Tina.”  Dulcie  said.  Tina got up and followed, Angus began to drag Hector.  ``This lads` heavy.``  Angus said.  “Let me help with that.”  Osworth  said.     They picked him up and threw him into a  room. Meanwhile  Tina followed  Dulcie to a bathing room  “Here were are, Tina.” 
 “Thanks.”  She said, she went inside took off her clothes and wrapped a towel around her slender
 Body. She then opened the door  and gave  the clothes to Dulcie.  

“ Wow, these things really stink, I’ll give them to  the cleaning lady.” Tina smiled.  “Tina, can I ask you something ?”  “Sure.”  “Are you and Hector,  in a relationship?”   “No, why?”  ``Well, I thought  you were.”  “Well, we’re not.”  “Are you in a  relationship, Dulcie?”   “Do you know the miller’s son, “Fredrick?”    “Kind of.”           “Well, we are thinking  of pursuing a relationship.”  “I hope you do.”
 “Thanks.”   She  smiled and walked  off. Tina walked  in to the bathroom  which had  a bath, mirror sink and toilet.  dropped the towel, revealing. 
 Her firm behind, and her shapely thighs  and shoulders and her high firm breasts. She stepped into the tub and turned  on the warm water. This is nice. She thought.
 Back at the  bar, Osworth was drinking his beer, sitting quietly.   Suddenly, the door burst open and four goblins stepped in, one was short, fat and bald, one was tall and thin with a nose ring, one  was stout and  muscular they all had greasy black hair  save for the bald one, they also wore the typical black Azgothian armor.    “Alright, boys,”   Said the stout one. “Remember what we’re looking for?”     “A bathroom, right?”  asked the short one.  “No, you idiot!”   He snarled as he smacked him across the back of  his bald head.  “The princess!”    “But I really  need to go!”  “You can go after.”  “Fine!”  He said.  Osworth stood up.   “You’re not welcome here.”   “What are you gonna do about it, old man?”  Osworth smirked.  “You’ll see.”    With a flash  from his staff the goblins  flew out the windows.  Osworth gave Angus a small bag of gold coins.  “This is for the drinks and the windows, keep the change you’ll need it.”  
 During all of this Hector was sound asleep in his armor  dreaming that he was he in a forest , walking  with Tina.   “This is a beautiful forest, so peaceful. “   “Tina, I want to tell you something.”  “What is Hector?”   Suddenly, the sky began darkening a chill evil wind began blowing out of the shadows crept a skeletal figure in black armor.   It spoke;    “In the name of Azgoth, the queen is  ours!”    It grabbed her arm and dragged her to the shadows. “Tina!”  Hector woke up, sweat pouring from his face. Just a dream. 
 He thought to himself and fell back to sleep. 

I
 The next day, Hector rose from of his bed.   What a night.   He though as  he groaned. 

“Good morning, Hector.”   Tina said as she  walked in the room.   “Good morning, Tina, what’s for breakfast?”  “Nothing, if you don’t hurry up.”   “I’m coming.”   He followed Tina out of the room and into the bar, Angus  was serving them free breakfast,  Quetzal was wolfing down the food.  “This is good stuff!”  “Wow, Tina you weren’t kidding when you said there will be no left, Quetzal save some  of that food for us, will you!”   “Relax, I’m just eating the meat, besides there’s plenty to go around!”   He said as he gulped   down a sausage.     Hector and Tina  sat down and began eating.  On Hector’s left side, sat the scar faced   dwarf.  “ Hey,”   Said Quetzle.   “You’re that dwarf!”     “That I am, the name’s Dandrik Scarbeard.”   “He’s joining us on our quest to receive the Eye of Knowledge.”  Osworth  said as he took a bite of a apple. “Ok.”  Hector said. “I don’ trust him.”  Quetzle whispered. 
 “Why?”  Hector  whispered back.  “Because, he has a eye patch.”  “That’s kind of discriminative what if someone Said they didn’t trust you because you were a dragon?”  Asked  Hector.  “I’d eat them.”   “ I see.”  After  they had finished eating the all stood up from the table. “Ready to go?”  Asked Tina.  “Not yet.”  said Hector as he put on his helmet.   “Now I am.”   They went outside to the stables to get the horses.  They rode off.   “Tina.”  
 “Yes Hector?”  “I had a dream last night, you and I were  in the middle of a forest but you were taken a shadowy skeletal thing.”  “Did you say skeletal?”  Osworth asked. Yes., you know what is was?”   “Yes, it was a Shadowfiend, a creature of darkness,” he  continued.  “They were once wicked men serving Azoar   in his army while  he was in his physical  form , the haunt the dreams of their victims, and they only come out at night.”   “Do they travel outside of dreams?”  “Yes.”   “  Well, that’s nice too  know.”   Hector said.  Dandrik rode beside him.   “Can I see your sword lad?”  He asked.  “Sure.”   Dandrik took it out of sheath to observe it. “By ,Mhundger .”   He whispered.  “, the Sword of the Eagles, the Sword that Never Breaks.”   He put it back in the  sheath   and handed it to Hector. “That sword is a magnificent thing , legend has it that it can never break, and that it could break anything, even diamond.”    “I know.”  Hector said with a grin.   “That only the one who can slay the Dark Lord and become king can wield it.” Hector and Tin just looked at each other.  “So, how did you that eye patch, anyway?”  Asked Quetzle.    “Bar fight.” “Ah.” 
 They heard a  growl.  “What was that?”  asked Hector.  “That was my stomach.”  Quetzle answered. They heard another growl.   “That, wasn’t.”    Out of the woods    came seven  large, red eyed deer,  all had their  antlers lowered.  “Great.”   Tina said.  “Blood Deer.”  “What?” asked Quetzle.  “Evil deer created by Azoar, I thought they were all gone!”    Hector  and Dandrik got out their weapons   and Quetzle  licked his lips in anticipation.
 Come on, charge already!  They charged.   Evil or not, you’re still deer, and that means you’re  my prey!   Qauztle unleashed a fierce battle cry and lept at the deer.    “That little fellar   has guts!”  Dandrik remarked as he charged with his axe.    Hector followed with his sword.    Quetzle landed on one of  the deer.   “How ya doin’?”    It growled at him.  “Hey, that’s great!”   He grabbed its antlers and  twisted it’s neck, breaking it.  “This is just too fun!” Quetzle grinned  as grabbed another Blood Deer’s leg. “Down ya go!” it fell to the ground.     Dandrik was hacking  at the  deer with his axe, Hector was doing  the same with his sword while  block blows with his shield.  The horses were  surprisingly calm during all this.   Soon enough  all the  Blood Deer were dead.  “Anyone feel like deer  sausage?” 
 The y all looked at him.  “What, I’m hungry!”   “We should  get going.”  Hector   said.  They rode on.  “Dandrik is it true that they are gnomes living up there?’    Hector asked. “Yes, they  are skilful   miners, but terrible fighters.” 
 “They wet themselves at the thought!”  “Really?”  Hector asked with an amused grin.  “Yes.”
 They all started laughing. “That made my day.’   
The next day, Hector rose from of his bed.   What a night.   He though as  he groaned. 

“Good morning, Hector.”   Tina said as she  walked in the room.   “Good morning, Tina, what’s for breakfast?”  “Nothing, if you don’t hurry up.”   “I’m coming.”   He followed Tina out of the room and into the bar, Angus  was serving them free breakfast,  Quetzal was wolfing down the food.  “This is good stuff!”  “Wow, Tina you weren’t kidding when you said there will be no left, Quetzal save some  of that food for us, will you!”   “Relax, I’m just eating the meat, besides there’s plenty to go around!”   He said as he gulped   down a sausage.     Hector and Tina  sat down and began eating.  On Hector’s left side, sat the scar faced   dwarf.  “ Hey,”   Said Quetzle.   “You’re that dwarf!”     “That I am, the name’s Dandrik Scarbeard.”   “He’s joining us on our quest to receive the Eye of Knowledge.”  Osworth  said as he took a bite of a apple. “Ok.”  Hector said. “I don’ trust him.”  Quetzle whispered. 
 “Why?”  Hector  whispered back.  “Because, he has a eye patch.”  “That’s kind of discriminating what if someone Said they didn’t trust you because you were a dragon?”  Asked  Hector.  “I’d eat them.”   “ I see.”  After  they had finished eating the all stood up from the table. “Ready to go?”  Asked Tina.  “Not yet.”  said Hector as he put on his helmet.   “Now I am.”   They went outside to the stables to get the horses.  They rode off.   “Tina.”  
 “Yes Hector?”  “I had a dream last night, you and I were  in the middle of a forest but you were taken a shadowy skeletal thing.”  “Did you say skeletal?”  Osworth asked. Yes., you know what is was?”   “Yes, it was a Shadowfiend, a creature of darkness,” he  continued.  “They were once wicked men serving Azoar   in his army while  he was in his physical  form , the haunt the dreams of their victims, and they only come out at night.”   “Do they travel outside of dreams?”  “Yes.”   “  Well, that’s nice too  know.”   Hector said.  Dandrik rode beside him.   “Can I see your sword lad?”  He asked.  “Sure.”   Dandrik took it out of sheath to observe it. “By ,Mhundger .”   He whispered.  “, the Sword of the Eagles, the Sword that Never Breaks.”   He put it back in the  sheath   and handed it to Hector. “That sword is a magnificent thing , legend has it that it can never break, and that it could break anything, even diamond.”    “I know.”  Hector said with a grin.   “That only the one who can slay the Dark Lord and become king can wield it.” Hector and Tin just looked at each other.  “So, how did you that eye patch, anyway?”  Asked Quetzle.    “Bar fight.” “Ah.” 
 They heard a  growl.  “What was that?”  asked Hector.  “That was my stomach.”  Quetzle answered. They heard another growl.   “That, wasn’t.”    Out of the woods    came seven  large, red eyed deer,  all had their  antlers lowered.  “Great.”   Tina said.  “Blood Deer.”  “What?” asked Quetzle.  “Evil deer created by Azoar, I thought they were all gone!”    Hector  and Dandrik got out their weapons   and Quetzle  licked his lips in anticipation.
 Come on, charge already!  They charged.   Evil or not, you’re still deer, and that means you’re  my prey!   Quetzle unleashed a fierce battle cry and leaped at the deer.    “That little fellar   has guts!”  Dandrik remarked as he charged with his axe.    Hector followed with his sword.    Quetzle landed on one of  the deer.   “How ya doin’?”    It growled at him.  “Hey, that’s great!”   He grabbed its antlers and  twisted it’s neck, breaking it.  “This is just too fun!” Quetzle grinned  as grabbed another Blood Deer’s leg. “Down ya go!” it fell to the ground.     Dandrik was hacking  at the  deer with his axe, Hector was doing  the same with his sword while  block blows with his shield.  The horses were  surprisingly calm during all this.   Soon enough  all the  Blood Deer were dead.  “Anyone feel like deer  sausage?” 
 The y all looked at him.  “What, I’m hungry!”   “We should  get going.”  Hector   said.  They rode on.  “Dandrik is it true that they are gnomes living up there?’    Hector asked. “Yes, they  are skilful   miners, but terrible fighters.” 
 “They wet themselves at the thought!”  “Really?”  Hector asked with an amused grin.  “Yes.”
 They all started laughing. “That made my day.’  
 The next day, Hector rose from of his bed.   What a night.   He though as  he groaned. 

“Good morning, Hector.”   Tina said as she  walked in the room.   “Good morning, Tina, what’s for breakfast?”  “Nothing, if you don’t hurry up.”   “I’m coming.”   He followed Tina out of the room and into the bar, Angus  was serving them free breakfast,  Quetzal was wolfing down the food.  “This is good stuff!”  “Wow, Tina you weren’t kidding when you said there will be no left, Quetzal save some  of that food for us, will you!”   “Relax, I’m just eating the meat, besides there’s plenty to go around!”   He said as he gulped   down a sausage.     Hector and Tina  sat down and began eating.  On Hector’s left side, sat the scar faced   dwarf.  “ Hey,”   Said Quetzle.   “You’re that dwarf!”     “That I am, the name’s Dandrik Scarbeard.”   “He’s joining us on our quest to receive the Eye of Knowledge.”  Osworth  said as he took a bite of a apple. “Ok.”  Hector said. “I don’ trust him.”  Quetzle whispered. 
 “Why?”  Hector  whispered back.  “Because, he has a eye patch.”  “That’s kind of discriminative what if someone Said they didn’t trust you because you were a dragon?”  Asked  Hector.  “I’d eat them.”   “ I see.”  After  they had finished eating the all stood up from the table. “Ready to go?”  Asked Tina.  “Not yet.”  said Hector as he put on his helmet.   “Now I am.”   They went outside to the stables to get the horses.  They rode off.   “Tina.”  
 “Yes Hector?”  “I had a dream last night, you and I were  in the middle of a forest but you were taken a shadowy skeletal thing.”  “Did you say skeletal?”  Osworth asked. Yes., you know what is was?”   “Yes, it was a Shadowfiend, a creature of darkness,” he  continued.  “They were once wicked men serving Azoar   in his army while  he was in his physical  form , the haunt the dreams of their victims, and they only come out at night.”   “Do they travel outside of dreams?”  “Yes.”   “  Well, that’s nice too  know.”   Hector said.  Dandrik rode beside him.   “Can I see your sword lad?”  He asked.  “Sure.”   Dandrik took it out of sheath to observe it. “By ,Mhundger .”   He whispered.  “, the Sword of the Eagles, the Sword that Never Breaks.”   He put it back in the  sheath   and handed it to Hector. “That sword is a magnificent thing , legend has it that it can never break, and that it could break anything, even diamond.”    “I know.”  Hector said with a grin.   “That only the one who can slay the Dark Lord and become king can wield it.” Hector and Tin just looked at each other.  “So, how did you that eye patch, anyway?”  Asked Quetzle.    “Bar fight.” “Ah.” 
 They heard a  growl.  “What was that?”  asked Hector.  “That was my stomach.”  Quetzle answered. They heard another growl.   “That, wasn’t.”    Out of the woods    came seven  large, red eyed deer,  all had their  antlers lowered.  “Great.”   Tina said.  “Blood Deer.”  “What?” asked Quetzle.  “Evil deer created by Azoar, I thought they were all gone!”    Hector  and Dandrik got out their weapons   and Quetzle  licked his lips in anticipation.
 Come on, charge already!  They charged.   Evil or not, you’re still deer, and that means you’re  my prey!   Quetzle unleashed a fierce battle cry and leaped at the deer.    “That little fellar   has guts!”  Dandrik remarked as he charged with his axe.    Hector followed with his sword.    Quetzle landed on one of  the deer.   “How ya doin’?”    It growled at him.  “Hey, that’s great!”   He grabbed its antlers and  twisted it’s neck, breaking it.  “This is just too fun!” Quetzle grinned  as grabbed another Blood Deer’s leg. “Down ya go!” it fell to the ground.     Dandrik was hacking  at the  deer with his axe, Hector was doing  the same with his sword while  block blows with his shield.  The horses were  surprisingly calm during all this.   Soon enough  all the  Blood Deer were dead.  “Anyone feel like deer  sausage?” 
 The y all looked at him.  “What, I’m hungry!”   “We should  get going.”  Hector   said.  They rode on.  “Dandrik is it true that they are gnomes living up there?’    Hector asked. “Yes, they  are skilful   miners, but terrible fighters.” 
 “They wet themselves at the thought!”  “Really?”  Hector asked with an amused grin.

“Yes.” They started la

said as wiped as he wiped a tear from his eye.
 “So,  judging by what I saw back there you dragons enjoy fighting ?”said   Dandrik  “That we do.” “From a  very young age a dragon would  undergo  vigorous and sometimes deadly training .”    “Deadly?”   asked Hector.  “Yes, dragons have to have fight creatures like cockatrices, fortunately dragons ate unharmed by their stare.” “  “Have you ever killed a cockatrice?”  Tina asked.  “Yes, those chicken heads have been giving us trouble since they were created.”
 “One last thing, how did you get so small?” said as wiped a tear from his eye.
 “So,  judging by what I saw back there you dragons enjoy fighting ?”said   Dandrik  “That we do.” “From a  very young age a dragon would  undergo  vigorous and sometimes deadly training .”    “Deadly?”   asked Hector.  “Yes, dragons have to have fight creatures like cockatrices, fortunately dragons ate unharmed by their stare.” “  “Have you ever killed a cockatrice?”  Tina asked.  “Yes, those chicken heads have been giving us trouble since they were created.”
 “One last thing, why did your lord choose you as his ambassador?” “I always had an interest in foreign lands, I also have a diplomatic streak that other dragons lack’’ “That makes sense.” They  saw a cave with glowing  light in it. "That must be were the Eye is kept."   Said Osworth.  They walked in and there it was.   As Hector reached out  to grab it, Asarath materialized behind them. ''I am here for the Eye, and the queen."    "You will have neither!" Cried Osworth as he struck the ground with his staff, causing Asarath to stumble to the ground as Hector got out his sword, now glowing with a blue aura and struck his staff, breaking it. For the the first time in Asarath's eyes there was fear. Hector finished  him off by decapitating him. After  Asarath was slain, Tina walked over to Hector and made love with him.