Calradia: A story for your pleasure

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In a land torn asunder...
Covered in mists and mystery...
This was a land of war...
A land of kingdoms and of legends and of death...
The land which this world is... is known as Calradia.



Avalon, 12:00am...

King John sat at the head of an nearly empty dinner table after eating many pizzas and tacos with his friends and loyal comrades Braveheart and Joseph
Who have fought many battles together and saved each other lives countless times...

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Thinking about one of their recent encounters with the wild Wappaw that inhabited the forest of all Calradia...

They barely escaped this time having to fight a horseman covered in Red blood and another covered in Green moss & mud and some unknown creature with horns, fangs and eyes white as clouds the creature only known as The Scootaloo...

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But suddenly a bolt flew past Johns head slamming into the wooden back of his chair landing beside his cheek
It could be none other than the deadly Midnight Watchmen lead by a dark mysterious Catholic priest that Lusted for bloodshed and death...

John picked up his own crossbow from beside his chair taking aim and barely missing the intruders head as he escaped through an open window above... The intruder fled into the night before any of the guards could catch him...

The next morning John hired the feared Balion Mercenaries lead by their slightly Mad leader called Dawg to hunt down the Catholic priest and his group of assassins

The Balions with many connections told John that they had tracked TMW to an old abandoned monastery and so John, a few of his men and the Balions travelled into the land of the Golden Kingdom to search for the Midnight Watchmen...

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Wrote in about 15-20 minutes

Part 2 coming soon if so wished by you guys  :razz:
 
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In the mighty land of Avalon,
none stands mightier than King John.
His armor brightly shining, his steed loudly neighing,
and his blade swaying in the wind.
John looks over, and a sound came resembling a cough.
John's head was blown clean off!

Regardless, I'm glad I'm famous.
 
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