 A mythical and magical journey, started by one and carried on by another. Most is true, just shrouded in the mythical realm. Tales of the Great Gumba, his Bride Kerry the Bard, and a large assortment of many Immortals and Lessor Hoardes, his life in the Great Northron Regions and all that happens therein. Huzzah!!! |
Thursday, March 25, 2010South Tis been a while. Lot's has happened. The Gumba and Bard have moved south, tired of the Northron region and all the ice and cold. South to the land of sunshine, where birds sing all year and it NEVER snows.
The Great beasts are well, old.....but well. The Bard is happy and sings merrily most days and strums her ansthrup harp. The Gumba is battling a different set of lessor hoardes, they have a redish glow about their neck and drive mighty dragons that belch great smoke and fire. When the birds sing, the Gumba smiles, when the Bard sings the Gumba smiles. Yes, The Great Gumba, Kerry the Bard, The Red Prince and Mosa the Otter Queen are once again together. The Mighty Immortals are one again, the feasting has begun and many new stories await. Huzzah to friendship. Long live the Gumba. So sayeth the Great White Sage of the Northron Regions. posted by The Great White Sage #
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