Phoenix Quest
Posted: Sat Aug 09, 2014 11:28 am
(Please feel free to push this RP along. Let's have fun with our new event!)
Tarance had picked a number of roses. He always stuck the stinky things at market. He didn't need them making his musty attic smell... well... pretty. His nose wrinkled at the very thought. On his wanderings he found some beans, and crates were being left all over the woods when he'd been chopping in Cork. He was saving the crates for now, they were useful for storing his treasures. The beans though, he buried those in the backyard, and hoped to find more. He wanted a giant beanstalk to climb and these beans looked like the right type.
His fields were giving him lots of goodies, sweet corn and broccoli stems. He munched on some and sold the rest. When he heard about the beans coming from klah fields, he changed one of his fields, making his chances of finding magick beans that much better. Aya, his grumpy old steward, seemed happier now that she had a piggy to occupy her days, besides which, she gave him the pork bellies to play with later, so he was storing those with a pile of salt in one of his crates. The mix would produce bacon soon enough.
Plenty of goodies to play with, and Tarance was a happy camper indeed, so he sang a little song to his riding pigeon, Feliu.
♪Hush, llittle Feliu, Don't sayin words.
Tarance mebbe buys ye some smelly turds.♪
♪If'n them turdies not stink enoughs,
Tarance gonner findss yer some piller fluffs.♪
He continued like this, promising all sorts of strange items for his pigeon.
Tarance had picked a number of roses. He always stuck the stinky things at market. He didn't need them making his musty attic smell... well... pretty. His nose wrinkled at the very thought. On his wanderings he found some beans, and crates were being left all over the woods when he'd been chopping in Cork. He was saving the crates for now, they were useful for storing his treasures. The beans though, he buried those in the backyard, and hoped to find more. He wanted a giant beanstalk to climb and these beans looked like the right type.
His fields were giving him lots of goodies, sweet corn and broccoli stems. He munched on some and sold the rest. When he heard about the beans coming from klah fields, he changed one of his fields, making his chances of finding magick beans that much better. Aya, his grumpy old steward, seemed happier now that she had a piggy to occupy her days, besides which, she gave him the pork bellies to play with later, so he was storing those with a pile of salt in one of his crates. The mix would produce bacon soon enough.
Plenty of goodies to play with, and Tarance was a happy camper indeed, so he sang a little song to his riding pigeon, Feliu.
♪Hush, llittle Feliu, Don't sayin words.
Tarance mebbe buys ye some smelly turds.♪
♪If'n them turdies not stink enoughs,
Tarance gonner findss yer some piller fluffs.♪
He continued like this, promising all sorts of strange items for his pigeon.