posted on Apr, 27 2016 @ 09:41 PM
Errollorre and Troll ran into the armies of the Witch Queen.
The Wizard Carl rode upon a white horse swinging a wet mop that doubled as his magic staff.
Aria flew a few feet above the ground and hovered over twenty of the witch’s elite Blacken Guard.
“Har, quit your fluttering little butterfly and come down and we will pin your wings to a book” said a huge ugly Blaken.
“Who me?” said Aria.
Aria gently touched down and the monstrous Blackens closed in on her.
She drew her sword and in one swift move sliced through two of the guards killing them instantly.
Picking up a second sword she spun, chopped, sliced and stabbed ten more of the Blacken.
She threw her sword at an archer who had put her in his sights.
The sword went deep into the archer killing him.
She did a somersault and picked up his bow.
“I remember this” thought Aria.
Picking up the archer's quiver Aria began to fire arrows at blinding speed killing the remaining Blacken and then mowing down the forces that
Errollore, Troll and the wizard were fighting.
“Maybe we should just go home and let her kill them all” said Carl.
The foursome broke off from the rest of the attacking forces and made their way to the secret cave entrance to the castle.
A horde of pink gerbils ran from the entrance.
They were surprised when one of them stopped to speak with Errollorre.
“She’s all yours.”
Then they ran off squealing about donuts.
Errollorre and company made their way through the caves into the room of Jojopo.
“The witch was just here” said the wizard Carl. “I can still feel her presence.”
“Those gerbils somehow stopped her from escaping.” said Errollorre. “I suspect she is choosing to make her last stand in the throne room”
They made their way to the throne room to find the Witch Queen sitting there on her throne of skulls.
The sound of fighting and clashing swords, and of huge rocks being hurdled against the castle walls could be heard.
“Well I don’t suppose you are here to seek my surrender.” hissed the witch.
“Don’t worry, I’ll make it easy for you to do what you pretend to hate doing.”
The Witch Queen raised her hand and sent out a bolt of black lighting that hit Troll and snapped his neck in half.
Troll fell to the ground.
“No!” yelled Errollorre.
He charged the witch with sword drawn.
The witch raised her hand and released another bolt of black lightning.
But this bolt was blocked in midair by a bolt of white light coming from the hand of the wizard Carl.
Errollorre tried to rush the witch again but with her free hand she sent a small bolt of black lightning out at Errollorre sending him hurtling into
Aria rushed over to him to see if he was seriously injured.
“So Carlandar my old wizard beau” said the witch. “You choose to die in a magic fight. Ha ha”
The power from the witch seemed to push back the light from the wizard.
The roof of the throne room suddenly collapsed exposing the sky above.
The castle was being shattered by the attacks of the Accasian forces.
The black lightning from the witch pushed the wizard back.
He was about to be overcome when suddenly bursting through the door was an elf woman.
“Night Star!” said Aria.
Night Star threw her sword and it went deep into the chest of the Witch Queen.
The witch staggered. Then looked up with her black eyes and motioning with her hand caused Night Star to be lifted up off the floor.
Night Star hung suspended in the air gasping for breath and clutching her throat.
“Nice try elf” said the Witch Queen. “But you forget, I don’t have a heart.”
The witch pulled out the sword and threw it in the direction of the barely conscious and weakened wizard Carl.
Suddenly fire rained down upon the Witch Queen.
Above the throne room, in the open space made by the collapsed ceiling, hovered Sir Gordi upon the mighty dragon Sporky.
The witch though burned and badly wounded by the fire managed to conjure a protective force field around herself.
“You haven’t enough power in all of Accasia to stop me” screamed the witch.
She prepared to release a killing bolt of black lightening towards Gordi and the dragon when suddenly an arrow went through her forehead.
The Witch Queen looked to see that it was Aria, the one who she had tormented for so long, it was Aria that had fired the fatal shot.
The Witch Queen fell dead.
There was silence.
The armies of Accasia rounded up the last of the Witch Queen's forces.
The history books of Accasia were to record that the battle that day was won because of the participation of the brave Shedlanders who had unselfishly
sacrificed to rid Accasia of evil.
“Gordi, Night Star, Errollorre, Aria, and Carl the Wizard stood over the body of Troll.
“We won a great victory but I don’t feel like celebrating.” said Errollore.
“Oooh” came a moan.
It came from Troll.
“Troll your alive!” yelled Errollorre. “How? The witch snapped your neck.”
“It was only first time this week” said Troll.
“Ha” laughed Gordi. “Come on let’s get back to the Shed. The first round is on me.”
“I haven’t thought about donuts for a long time” said Night Star. “But I think I’d enjoy one right now."
“Well that ain’t going to happen lass” said Gordi. “I left jacey guarding them.”
And they went off to live happily ever….
“Wait wait” said Centaur that suddenly ran up.
“I have a message for Night Star”
He handed her the message and ran off.
Well?” asked Errollorre.
“It’s from Syx” said Night Star. “He says there is something going on with ghost pirate ships”
“Here we go again” said Aria.
“After the drinks and food” said Gordi.