So where have we left off, well let me summarize some events as a lot has happened since my last story about emperor legion the heffalump and his crabs. Since the last tale, legion was kicked out of his kingdom is now just a mere earl. no longer protected by the brotherhood of the red, he is now open to the scourn of the public.
It is there our tales picks back up. King Sparky was venturing the great city of galegape with his trusty squire coffeebean (he's pretty pissed about being a squire, but really there's only room for one alpha male) When he stumbled upon the once great heffalump Legion, and his many crabs trailing after him.
Ho' there Legion it looks as if you have not bathed for months, even your crabs look poorly my good man. What fate has befallen you?
To which legion replied, Where do I begin oh Wise King with your dead sexy squire
*coffeebean slowly backs behind sparky as he see's the heffalump glance at him lustfully*
Coffeebean: My privates desire no disease good sir! Cast your sinful eyes downward, for I know thy thought
*legion continues on unpeterbed*
Legion:I once was a great emperor as you know. One day I was minding my own bussiness, when a messenger arrived from another far off kingdom. It seems the great King Sci of the land of Fiction wanted to meet and discuss an alliance with me. It seemed like a swell deal. We all have heard the rumors of King Sci but his power can not be argued with. So ride to the land of Fiction I did.
*legion pauses with a distant look in his eyes as if recalling a grave mistake*
Sparky: hurry up you fool, I have no time for delays. A king's work is never done and your smell is quite wretched.
Legion: Very well, as I entered into the kingdom of fiction I was greated by King Sci. He spoke of a great alliance of all the great kings, and emperor's alike. He wanted to call this alliance "Default" For it was the best by default alone. Looking back on this I realize how stupid that sounds. He Said one thing was required though. A ritual most be preformed to seek immortality, and to ensure that none would be able to touch us. Vuma the priest, was to preform this ritual. After short introduction I was strapped to an alter. For days they left me there with only my nibbling crabs to keep me company! After days Vuma finally came, and drained my blood into a glass goblet covered in strange runes. Upon which time I was released. For weeks I wandered the land of fiction before finally making it back here to Galegape. Unfortunately my strength is gone, and they drained my nobility. So I am merely a shadow of what I formally was.
Sparky: You weren't much to begin with. Everyone hates a tyrant, and no one likes a BUTTHEAD. Tell me though, why did they drain your blood and nobility. What use would this be?
Legion: Vuma the Priest plans to use this for an elixir to transfer King Sci into a Dragon God on the next eclipse!
Meanwhile elsewhere~
Vuma the Priest: All is complete my Lord. Your gold donations have been most kind. Now the elixir is complete. It is time to restore you to your former glory. First though, one last time, would you fetch the kneepads. Your gold donations have put me in a celebrating mood.
King Sci: It would be my honor to put on the holy kneepads for you my Priest.
*King Sci runs of to get the kneepads to honor his priest on the day of sucking*
Our tell ends here today. So many questions left unanswered, so be sure to tune in next time to the great sage of EternalWars. Will Legion and his crabs recover? Will King Sci fulfill his dreams of becoming a dragon god on the eclipse? What will the land of galegape do if this occurs? More importantly though, how good is King Sci on those kneepads? And how often does the day of sucking occur?
Tune in next time for these answers and more