The spell had been cast.. Nothing could be done. For three decades Shamlock warriors had tried to breach the walls of Cafe castle which was four day's journey from Shamlock Time and again the knight's of Cafe castle had foiled their attacks, yet The king of Shamlock was determined to rid the land of all competition for procuring instruments of war. The iron mines were completely controlled by the elite guard of Cafe castle.. They were the hand picked immortals known as the Bronzemen of Stone Valley.. Klotch, the trecherous wizzard of Shamlock, had seemingly been successful in bringing about a curse on the workers in the iron mines by controlling the behaviour of the indiginous cave bats. At peak work hours the bats would go into a violent attack mode and disrupt the mining progress.. The wizzard was seen appearing and dissappearing along the canyon clift's while a horde of bats swirled around his velvet robe. The Bronzemen reported these strange happening's to the king of Cafe castle and the king took his chief advisor's into his chamber.. After a few day's of deliberation the king and the Bronzemen had come to a unified conclusion. Cafe castle must call upon it's own famed wizzard to confront Klotch. They must call upon Manglelegion, the most feared wizzard in the land~
OndosSydney, New South Wales AustraliaJul 19, 2012
Manglelegion....sounds like someone i wouldnt want to cross paths with.. Always entertaining cafe...
Odette67Penrith, Cumbria, England UKJul 19, 2012
Cafe castle must call upon it's own famed wizzard to confront Klotch. They must call upon Manglelegion, the most feared wizzard in the land~
You should write a book Cafe...It would be a best seller...Your imagination astounds.
Poetnumber1St James, Port of Spain Trinidad and TobagoJul 19, 2012
Imaginative and a pleasurable read,i reckon you tell many stories back home in your parts M.M
steve1223adelaide, South Australia AustraliaJul 19, 2012
What a great start to this legend
swade777Grants Pass Area, Oregon USAJul 19, 2012
For those pesky indigenous cave bats of Shamlock's, I say it's high time we form an impenetrable line of athletic warriors carrying wire laced tennis rackets!! We'll slice em, dice em and serve em up as soup stock! We'll turn em into a mangled mess of misfits for Mr. Manglelegion!! - "S W I S H - with me racket.... got him!!! One less indigenous dude to make miserable our iron workers!
Who's your daddy?
Macduff5Newcastle, New South Wales AustraliaJul 20, 2012
Hi Cafe,
Now I'm sure you could continue the text of this poem and market it as a computer game. Seems like the forces of good taking on the forces of darkness...with a few wizards and downtrodden indigenous workers thrown in. This would be a sure fire winner.
cafetwo2010OPHarford county, Maryland USAJul 20, 2012
Hello Lucy! Ok dear..This was your idea..We of course need maiden input..
cafetwo2010OPHarford county, Maryland USAJul 20, 2012
Hey ondos. Thanks for stopping by. Manglelegion knows who all the good guys are so you're good to go...
cafetwo2010OPHarford county, Maryland USAJul 20, 2012
Hail Bill! Of course a good story has to have someone to 'Klotch' things up..
cafetwo2010OPHarford county, Maryland USAJul 20, 2012
Odette dear, I'm not quite sure what that book would even be at this point..But..it would certainly be a major dedication to all you poets here..ummmmmmmmmmmmmmm..
cafetwo2010OPHarford county, Maryland USAJul 20, 2012
Ty PoetNumber1' It would be nice if the 'locals' here could catch a little of our castle magic..but....Thanks super!
cafetwo2010OPHarford county, Maryland USAJul 20, 2012
Thanks Steve. I think we all have a castle story deep down somewhere..It seems to have a universal appeal for whatever reason..
cafetwo2010OPHarford county, Maryland USAJul 20, 2012
Thanks Macduff' It would be difficult to upstage these computer games these days..Imagination would truly have to be strained.
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Always entertaining cafe...
famed wizzard to confront Klotch.
They must call upon Manglelegion,
the most feared wizzard in the land~
You should write a book Cafe...It would be a best seller...Your imagination astounds.
Who's your daddy?
Now I'm sure you could continue the text of this poem and market it as a computer game. Seems like the forces of good taking on the forces of darkness...with a few wizards and downtrodden indigenous workers thrown in. This would be a sure fire winner.
Here's part 2