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Message: <blockquote data-quote="driver8" data-source="post: 2147047" data-attributes="member: 17559">OOC: This reply for everyone but Fatcoin. In addition see next three replys for individual posts for Fatcoin, Yondo and Colm.Johan regains some of his composure as Drusilla heads for the wagon, with Yondo following. "I am quite sure..um friend dwarf.. that the twins would appreciate any help you might have to offer..the wheels been sticking the last few days.."The circus owner pauses then turns to Vergart. "The Fiend? Ahh ,Drusilla refers the Charon Fiend, a local legend in this part of Verbobonc. It is a popular tale, we in fact perform it when we travel here. Drusilla is odd, and I think she has confused our performances with her soothsayings. But despite her eccentricities she earns the troupe a great deal of coin.""Well then," Johan says smoothing his goatee. "The tale...." The bald man strikes yet another dramatic posture:"Long ago, when your grandfathers were but children, there was the hamlet of Charon. The folk of Charon were poor but kind farmers. They prospered in the shadow of the Gnarley Forest, and lived their simple lives.But then one fateful night a terrible beast descnded upon the hamlet. It was a nighmare made real, a four legged demon, with black fur  and burning eyes. The fiend had talon like claws and rows of daggers for teeth. But most shockingly, it had a mane of serpents each more venomous than the next, and some so great in size they drug upon the ground."The fiend stole people from the hamlet each night and the people were in terror. The crops suffered and though they cried for help no prince nor knight or great wizard would aid them. The folk of Charon fell into despair.Then one day an old, poor vagabond wandered into the vilage. The man was starving and dressed in but a simple ragged brown robe. Depsite their hardship, the folk of Charon fed the man and gave him shelter.The next night the Fiend returned. To the amazement of the village, the old man went forth armed with but a simple club. He attacked the fiend saying 'Evil which cannot be removed must be eliminated.'  The old man amazingly defeated the fiend. It disappeared never to return.The folk of Charon rushed to thank the old man, but he too was gone. Some think that the old vagabond was St Cuthbert, who came to defend them when no other would."Johan exhales then sits. "As I said we perfrom this tale with costumes and other accountrments..it is quite popular in these parts."</blockquote>

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