was late afternoon, yesterday, the town of WadAsia heard a scream just outside
the west walls of the castle... When the gate opened, it revealed a
quivering knight with fire in his eyes and sword in hand... Twas Kev, Lord
of Destruction, demanding a shot at the throne, standing alone and waving
his sword in the air furiously toward the castle.
Numerous guards had darted up to the King's chambers to find the King
napping in his royal rocker with a lit cigar in hand...
"My King!... Tis the Lord of Destruction demanding a duel!" one guard
exclaimed with an eager gleam in his eye... "He... He is shaking..." he
said with a giggle. The King rose slowly from his rocker, stretched, and
walked over toward his armor... "Very well..." the King said, "Obviously
pain is not so easily remembered by these knights, they heal so damn
quickly, you gotta love'em..." he said as he examined his shiney sword....
"Thank the Spewmeister for me will you? He has outdone himself this time...
Will you look at the shine on this thing?" The King said as he held the
sword up as it glow. "Go... Tell Mr. Destruction that I'll be down in a
jiffy to deliver a man sized helping of pain his way..." the King said
softly as he pointed to the door. The Guard smiled widely, hopped straight
up with excitement, and then darted out the chamber door.
Nearly a half an hour had passed as the Kev, Lord of Destruction paced about
the courtyard while being looked upon by the eager townsfolk. Alas, the
King emerged from his chamber, and like a burst of thunder, the famous
composer Orff led the royal orchestra to loudly sing his Kingly movement
"Carmina Burana". Chanting the wondrous melodies, they induced a sense of
overwhelming excitement over King Jeffulot, Kev, and over the crowd...
Removing his robe to display his fine armor, the King wielded his sword,
held it high, and enjoyed the amazing energy at hand. Approaching Kev, Lord
of Destruction, he stood before him to only peer at him through his helmet.
After a moment, a few words were exchanged, and the King backhanded Kev
across the jaw sending him to the dirt.
Once they began to fight, amazing swordsmanship was displayed by both
warriors, and the Kev, Lord of Destruction was somewhat more difficult to
defeat than anticipated...
The King had worn Kev down to the point where he was unable to fight
properly and began to display signs of giving up. Mercy was not to be found
as the King thrashed him until he lay quivering in the sand before the
crowd. The crowd cheered as Kev was again tossed to the moat as an example
to the others...
"I am invincible!!!! When will you all realize that???!!!!" The King
shouted as the 8th movement of Carmina Burana ended with triumphant force...
Chills shot down everyone's spine as they finished their popcorn and
returned to their duties.
A wonderful wonderful show indeed.
~ Property of the WadAsian High Council
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