Tuesday, July 27, 2010

Faerie Tales

Once upon a time, a magical giant lived in a castle that floated atop the clouds. This giant was named Theros Ironfeld, and he was a great friend with a trio of Bellabranta heroes (see the post “A Childhood Legend”, march 1st). Theros was the most inquisitive giant that ever lived, and he befriended all manors of creatures, including a large number of magical fey, for this was when the world was young, and fey crossed freely into our realms. Well, his friendliness to others angered and frightened most other giants of Theros’ clan, and his greatest rival, a giant named Kor, constantly plotted to hurt Theros’ friends and make a fool of Theros. He was rarely successful, but the first time he caught Theros, he made him a lifelong enemy. In one of their many battles, Kor hit the sweet spot and knocked Theros out cold. When Theros awoke, he was lying on a stone table, chained and held helpless. Kor began taunting him, telling him he was going to show him finally that his human and fey allies were going to cost him an arm and a leg. Starting with the thumb, he began demanding that Theros renounce his friendships with lesser races. Every time Theros refused, and every time one digit was cut off. When he ran out of fingers, Kor cut at the wrist, then the elbow, and even at the shoulder Theros choked on tears of rage, but renewed his commitment to his friends.
Just as he was beginning to slice at a toe, both giants were startled to hear the loud thumps outside in the cloud courtyard. Before Kor could finish cursing, the doors to his sky castle were broken in, and a herd of magical pegataurs stampeded in. So great was their outrage they drove Kor from his own castle and rescued Theros. The Bellabrantas had implored the fey they knew to help the noble giant, and the Queen herself dispatched the majestic pegataurs to assist. So great was the good giants joy that he cried for three days, great tears of happiness causing a flood in the lands below his castle. Shortly after, the Fey Queen made another gift to the giant, and forged bonds of loyalty that would never be broken. She had crafted for him a mithril arm, and once she attached it moved as if it were living steel. He also swore to craft weapons and armor for any pegataur that ever requested it of him.


4 comments:

James said...

Very nice! I totally laughed out loud when I read pegataurs!!! A+

Gordzilla said...

Very cool legend

Gordzilla said...

I added a couple pictures to Butch's post:)

James said...

Had a blast last night!