TroL The Third: A Hero is Born

Lordy approached it. The one item he had forgotten this whole journey now lay before him. The item which may have saved his life, which may have carried half his burden along with it. A sword stood before Lordy. Carefully, Lordy crept closer. Ever cautious to carry his calamity towards the cold he caressed it’s…

Lordy 2: The One Tower

“Day Eight-hundred-seventy-one, Haven’t had fresh water for several minutes. Tower stinks of old cheese. Among the usual piles of loot and debris are several naked vampire chicks. Whatever’s going on here, it’s definitely evil- only heroes kill vampires.” Lordy hit replay on his tape recorder once again. Echoes and re-echoes wailed through the cavernous tower…

The Rings of Lordy: A Road too Far

His first encounter with the tower came from a man, stuttering nonsense at the base of a large boulder at the shire, ¬†“What’re think ya doin’ wit’ya lyin by thar!?” “This is where I sleep.” I calmly proclaimed “Sleep? Ain’t got non a that round ‘ere! You best be workin’ mate! An’ what ya’ think…