This one tale I will going to tell happened on the 19th day of the third month of year 7526, after the creation of the world.
Every day, from the moment when I have been entrusted with the kingdom I am guarding, just like those before me, as well as those who are yet to come, the patrols pass every step of area in a search of dangers that could endanger the peaceful peasants of my homeland.
In the middle of the night, just before dawn, I was woken up by a noise coming from the corridor leading to my chambers. I got up, I was not even sure if I was dreaming. I looked out the window, in the distance, far into the east, the day was visible, but the night was still firmly ruling by its dark fist.
"Had not the king of the dolls, Chief mannequin attacked us, or some of his witches?" I thought in for a second.
I opened the heavy wooden door of my chamber, and there I saw my neighbor, the ruler of the forest elves. He was visibly excited and wrestled with the night watch to let him wake me up.
"The king of the dolls woke up?" I asked him?
"What king of a dolls ... he will never wake up again, he saw the strength of our magic and felt the strength of our steel. His wits are still. And his minions, too."
"This is something terrible, something ancient, and something dangerous. We have to work fast, while still a night, or a new morning, it could bring us a catastrophe!"
He was trembling. I know him as a fighter from thousands of battles, and I knew this was something that required my attention. I dressed fast, as he advised me to put up the best armor because we did not just go for sightseeing.
"Where we are going?", I asked as we went down to the castle yard.
"An hour of riding from your castle, in the middle of a dead waste surrounded by a drowsy woodlands ..."
"Strange, what's up there, as patrol passes day and night ..."
"Wait and you will see", he said, and he was worried.
"We just have to be quick, and we have to take everything we have. I was in the march with the part of my army, but you have to take everything, your best knights, your finest horses, best you have ..."
We went out at the heads of the two armies in the direction stated by my ally.
After almost an hour of riding, we saw in the midst of a ghostly discord, a camp surrounded by purple magic. We stopped, and only me and the king of elves came near to spy on.
The hordes of trolls, their witches, in various other strange beings, slept in the camp. But what particularly attracted me was the huge treasure that lay near the campfire. They were in robbery, and now they are returning to all theirs habitations. The gods wanted them to fall asleep so close to my castle, and this porch must not be missed.
"Me and you, half a half, half a fame, half a treasure ... okay?"
Elf nodded, the deal was quickly hammered. We ran to the armies that were waiting for us.
CHARGE!!!
We burst in full of gallops in the middle of the camp, and we started to fight left and right, left and right. Many of the monsters in their dream went to their gods.
Those who woke up, more than half of the them, seeing an inept fate, decided to leave the battle, leaving behind the fruits of their robbery.
Very soon, we ended the battle, and again we were riding loaded onto our horses with large bags of goods.
We were heading towards my castle, and the song broke through the twilight.
I sent the horseman to announce the magnificent battle to my castle, and to raise the flock of the lambs, the flock of birds, and the hills of the bread, to prepare the rivers of wine, because this is not something that happens every day, we will sing for three days without ceasing, and the singers will sing about our deeds, songs which will be singing for a long time after we go to the past ...
