To Gift a Friend

Now listen...

As I recount to you

The perilous journey which brought these mysterious gifts into existence.

I was in hills of feet searching lake and riverbeds for a foe worthy of my fearsome angler skills. When suddenly a tiny light fairy blinked and sounded her bell in my ear. She had an urgent message for me. A celebration of life on the morrow. A celebration of life for the kindest of friends. I heeded this Fairies message and changed my heading to that of the Park of Rivers. The dragon named Ford carried me through the hills winding in and out alongside the river of Kings. As we approached the Park of Rivers the beast settled and lay quietly beneath the smallest bit of shade and wasted not her opportunity to rest. I began my trek on foot and the ground seemed afire neath my sandled feet. I had little inclination of where to start. What gift is worthy of this friend?? Several days later I realized that I was now trapped in the Park of Rivers lest I make a decision quickly. The makings of my guts began to rumble for I had not acquired nourishmemt for quite some time. A smile crept upon my face as I immediately knew where I wanted to rest and regain my strength. The bbq of dickeys! I would recieve my traditional yellow goblet to remember such a fine meal. The bbq of dickeys was buried in the midst of Sierra Vista marketplace. A place with many fine shops and entertainment. I quickly mounted the saddle of my white dragon Ford and signaled her to advance quickly lest we perish from hunger.

To my avail the Bbq of Dickeys had been raided some time ago and was no longer there. I lowered my head in sadness as I knew I would not be able to complete my journey in this state. Suddenly, the smell of seasoned cow burnt over a fire filled my nostrils and I knew my quest was saved. A man named Charley was selling delicacies called Philly Cheesesteaks. Such a strange name for burnt cow but it smelled worth my coin purse. Such a long wait for a simple meal it was. Peasants gathered around in angst and I feared they may collapse the walls of this Charley's shop. The workers showed little mastery of their craft. Eventually I received my portion of meat and bread only to find myself with a full belly and unimpressed. Nonetheless, I had the energy to continue my quest. I walked amongst the shops of Sierra Vista but there was nothing worthy of my friend, at least no glittering surprises. Once again I mounted the white dragon Ford and listened as she came to life. We journeyed onward to find the best of buys. I was certain to find a quirky gift that would come to life with magic lights and sounds that my friend would appreciate. To my sadness, there was a long line of peasants at the door and once I came to the entrance I found a troll waiting for me. Demanding that if I should wish to remove an item from a chest for inspection I would have to pay the toll with years of my life. As I agreed and walked through the entrance I realized this once great establishment looked much like a mart of walls now and no longer carried the sense of wonder I was searching for. As I left the establishment I saw in the distance my target. This had to be a sign. Aim for the target. I continued the trek on foot for my dragon Ford need not be woken for such a short journey. Strangely as I walked around the store it seemed I was being followed by a pair of goblins and when I neared them they sounded small alarms as if I intended to steal their treasures. Odd as it was I paid them little mind.

I wandered aimlessly up and down the aisles and came across a pink but fearsome creature that somehow reminded me of my friend. This was the first gift, it must be. Then puzzled I found myself surrounded by games of wit and glory. I came upon a box filled with the most controversial topics of conversation and the champion must sway challengers that their opinion is right. The ferocity required to use ones mind to stand her ground reminded me of my friend. This must also be her gift. As I perused shelves of literary art to share my excitement for her celebration a jewel caught the corner of my eye. The great OUTBACK scroll! This of all things must be a gift for my friend for her stomach to be nourished. My quest complete I had found a gift for 3 things I admired about my friend. A pink but fierce creature to represent her spirit. A game intended for a champion of thought. A scroll to receive a meal free of coin for the hungry hero.