It was one of those nights wind blowing violently and lightning crashing into baby trees as you heard their cry’s”Mummy”. The mother trees soothe the baby trees until their little leaves fall asleep. It was as if something bad was going to happen and something different never seen before in the hole . But what ? No one knew. Then in a flash the metal door opened up and the stood Royal and Warrior all bug eyed glaring into the unknown. Warrior made a hand gesture as if to say after you Royal go on. Royal walked into the unknown the hole smelled the air filled some odd scent of rabbit stew. Royal quickly guided Warrior over towards the wood stove and grabbed two contains filled with rabbit stew. Royal grew up on rabbit stew that his great grandfather made for him when they went hunting during winter days. Those were the days. Royal’s great grandfather was grandfather Blue Stone know for his risky behaviour during his dragon flight years and hunting skills. Grandfather Blue Stone was no coward. Now back to Royal and Warrior munching on rabbit stew and it was much need for the two freinds . Royal adjusted his saddle on his back for Warrior then they were off again. But what were there looking for? The answer was simple a mountain with another hideout. Though this time they would travel though rushing winds and wet landscapes and even terrain filled with jumping massive rocks . Royal had to take a break from flying so Warrior grabbed Royal and lead him through the wet deep knee high mud and as they continued the wind was rushing by them with frog in the wind. Royal was not so lucky as he had to duck but it was to late he was rushed by an army of frogs straight to his face and oh boy he turned green. Warrior was sick of the knee high mud almost like stick chocolate pies and green rush windy frogs in the wind. It was show time and the Warrior pulled her sword and started clearing the way of these creatures. It was time to fly for a while instead of walking through difficult pathways of mud chocolate pie and wet landscapes. I bet the Warrior and Royal would fly the fast they could get to their destination.
Four hours had nearly gone by and now the mountain was in sight but there was just one problem Warrior and Royal need a key or some sort of password. Where were they going to begin a dense forest such as this mountains ? There were many villagers maybe someone there could help Warrior and Royal out. This should be a grand adventure. Royal had an ideas that both them would keep together and look for Grandfather Blue Stone and Warrior thought that was an excellent idea. The streets were filled with some many merchants and strangers all from different places one had to be careful just in case of Fort Enemy Officials catching on to their tasks for Celtic Warrior. Fort Enemy Officials were highly skilled at us ring marksmanship skills in a blink of an eye just no need to smile that would be to late. Before Warrior knew it Grandfather Blue Stone was helping them out and flying with them to the mountain old hide out church. The hide contain books upon books and weapons used for wars but there should never be a war again like the Doom War of 79. What was the DoomWar of 79? It was a space war between ships and planets to become the strongest person to develop future skills and equipment need for human survival. But in the end things took a ture for the worse.