as we approach the kingdom of doom we meet strangers and monster alike with a bunch of suspcious people, one stand out of the crowd a extremely tall figure dressed in white and have 4 horns on its head with eyes red, i get a chill down in my spine and hope is not psychotic, my friend is with me the funny knight is the name hes getting called through the world, i think we may come unprepared for a lives on 3 kings of doom and the one king is more scary than the other, my friend says so lad what do you think of this place i reckon we might get a tarren and get some wine, i say no you drunkyard we have a mission, you want women and gold and i want status, he says well if you put that way then lets meet some boring king of who gives a shit.
now there giant brown dragons flying in sky and roar likes a lion, we come into the castle and court there stands brute warriors tall and fat and musclar, i want to talk but the funny knight takes my small time of not speaking as a hint he should do the speaking, your grace we come far and have a mission we want to slay the kingdom of our enemy and we need your help, the king says and what do gain in this then, the king is average height a golden crown on his head, and dressed in black,