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Indeed, this is a great honor.
For someone such as I, a great wayfarer and champion, a brave and undefeated hero, to be summoned from my home of the deepest scum-pits to come to the palace on this day.. I am elated and very exalted. I have informed that a person of Royal Majesty awaits me, a being who posesses the pure sight - a messiah. It is I, the Groosalugg, who has been chosen to receive the visions so that I may carry forth a rule of benevolence and virtue.
My travel was quick and rather hasty, for my heart beat with excitement as I rode my great stallion towards the Royal palace, eager to know what had awaited me. The Royal Comshuk was an ancient tradition, one that I had only learned about in my earlier days as a scholar in the many schools that I had attended as a youth. Only now, I was the very one who could be passing forth that tradition, and I would be the one to uphold it's very legacy. It would only stand to reason, that the being that I would perform such a duty with, would be a Princess, bearing the charm and the beauty of any Goddess who looked down from the heavens above.
As I finally arrived at the palace, my very heart swelled with elation as I dismounted from my steed and straigtened my leather tunic. My lon flowing locks artfully windswept, my biceps bulging perfectly. I was s ight to behold myself, and I hoped that my Princess would receive me eagerly. I stepped inside the mighty palace, where I was greeted with much enthusiasm. I was led down the corridors to the throne room. The large doors were opened, and I stepped inside, preparing myself to cast my eyes upon the beauty of my Princess for the first time.
Much to my suprise, I only saw a strangely dressed Pylean and a short scrawny man wearing a robe. "Great Tarkna," I breathed. "Where is my Princess? The one which I must mate with in order to receive the pure sight?"
For someone such as I, a great wayfarer and champion, a brave and undefeated hero, to be summoned from my home of the deepest scum-pits to come to the palace on this day.. I am elated and very exalted. I have informed that a person of Royal Majesty awaits me, a being who posesses the pure sight - a messiah. It is I, the Groosalugg, who has been chosen to receive the visions so that I may carry forth a rule of benevolence and virtue.
My travel was quick and rather hasty, for my heart beat with excitement as I rode my great stallion towards the Royal palace, eager to know what had awaited me. The Royal Comshuk was an ancient tradition, one that I had only learned about in my earlier days as a scholar in the many schools that I had attended as a youth. Only now, I was the very one who could be passing forth that tradition, and I would be the one to uphold it's very legacy. It would only stand to reason, that the being that I would perform such a duty with, would be a Princess, bearing the charm and the beauty of any Goddess who looked down from the heavens above.
As I finally arrived at the palace, my very heart swelled with elation as I dismounted from my steed and straigtened my leather tunic. My lon flowing locks artfully windswept, my biceps bulging perfectly. I was s ight to behold myself, and I hoped that my Princess would receive me eagerly. I stepped inside the mighty palace, where I was greeted with much enthusiasm. I was led down the corridors to the throne room. The large doors were opened, and I stepped inside, preparing myself to cast my eyes upon the beauty of my Princess for the first time.
Much to my suprise, I only saw a strangely dressed Pylean and a short scrawny man wearing a robe. "Great Tarkna," I breathed. "Where is my Princess? The one which I must mate with in order to receive the pure sight?"