The Story of Dementia
Crazy's Journey Into Dementia…..
The barbarian named Crazy stood motionless upon a hillside in the land
of Imagination. Two massive warpigs standing at her side, panting in
the midday sun. Looking out toward the gigantic volcano looming before
her, she spied a small village nestled at its base. The volcano Yserbius!!
But first, a brew at the local pub!! Upon reaching the village, she
quickly sought out the nearest tavern. "Funny name", she thought,
Ranger Retreat.
Entering the room, she saw that she was the only other customer besides
a richly dressed and cheerful group, laughing and drinking at a large
table. Her mouth watered at the sight of several pies of every description!!
Looking closer she noticed they all wore shields that bore the same name
LOV. And by the gods!!, each one looked back at her with glowing red
eyes!!
The huge warpigs growled a low warning as Crazy's hand tightened on
her war hammer. A woman at the table spoke up…"Welcome to Ranger
Retreat!" "Come in and rest yourself weary traveler!" "And your little
doggies too!" "You are safe here!". The others nodded…smiling a fanged
greeting. The woman motioned for the barbarian to sit next to her by
the fire…..That woman was MaidMarie….
This, dear reader, is how Crazy first met up with LOV - MaidMarie, McGavin,
MerlCat and HeadCase…. That night…years ago…and far, far away.
Never before had this simple warrior met people such as these!! Kind,
patient, witty, honest, strong, loyal, brave, not to mention a vast
array of pie throwing weapons!!
Something very special happened between the barbarian and HeadCase,
that very same night…They could communicate without words! Their unbalanced minds somehow finding balance, as one, together. A perfect blending of psychosis and psyche…The Ying and Yang of the mentally misfit.
Before that evening was over, Crazy had joined the guild and had been oh so LOVingly led into this world of immortality by the knight who would become her husband. In simple terms.. he vamped her, and her eyes too….now glowed blood red. They became inseparable, a bond forged in insanity and LOVe….
A few months later they were wed in a lavishly exotic ceremony written by HeadCase, and LOVingly performed by none other than the Queen's own cleric Sephrenia. The 'cano was packed with LOV'ers, eyes glowing, fangs gleaming in the torchlight, dancing and drinking til the wee hours. The only regret being that McGavin and MerlCat were on a quest in a far off land and could not attend.
The guild prospered and grew as the time flew by. Then tragedy struck. The king, was lost in the crusades. MaidMarie bravely held the guild together single-handedly, as she listened to the court seers tell of a strange and frightening future….
They told stories of how the volcano would erupt on a certain day, and all who didn't flee this land would perish in molten fire!! 'Twas a sad time indeed for LOV, many good friends lost. Tears streamed down the faces of the few remaining LOV'ers as they raised hell that final night in the tavern and said fare thee well to that place so packed with fond memories……
But all was not lost!! Nay gentle reader……. LOV endured.
The Prince and Princess had sent word of new lands, and so the brave Queen led her loyal subjects to join them. They traveled through many lands, finally settling In the Realm for a time. Much to everyone's delight, A handsome stranger named Wulfgar won the LOVely MaidMarie's heart, and became the new King of LOV ..Huzzah!!
HeadCase and Crazy had remained much the same, devoted, demented, defragged.
Until late one night in a dungeon battle… tragedy struck at LOV yet again….HeadCase was wounded severely.. A blow to the head had rendered him unconscious. Crazy tended him night and day.. until, a few days later, he woke up…Screaming.
Crazy lifted her face to the moon and howled in harmony, for she knew in an instant what was amiss…… the cherished mental-link between them had somehow vanished! Only faint traces remained of what once was as powerful as the link between the moon and sea…. Between earth and stars….. Crazy collapsed in an exhausted slumber….
When she awoke, there was a note beside her on the pillow.. It read in part…."Immortal beLOVed……I seek that which was so cruelly taken from us. Do not follow me, stay and keep our home safe for my return. LOVe, Case"
Well of course Crazy immediately sent the oldest and wisest warpig to follow and protect his master, keeping the youngest with her, to help guard her husband the Duke's vast estate. Day after day they would walk the grounds…her eyes glued to the horizon. Then finally the day came when she stopped dead in her tracks. A look of horror frozen on her face.
With the last shred of this once great mental-link, she could no longer see, yet could feel the stake, as surely as if it had pierced her own heart. Crazy fell into a deep coma. The royal family enveloped her in LOV. Several days later, the missing warpig limped into the courtyard bleeding badly.
Crazy's eyes flew open and she sat up to see him laid gently in his bed by the fire, he couldn't save his master, but did indeed kill the murderer ! And had proof!! The grizzled old wardog opened his mouth, and dropped a hand covered with strange tattoos onto the carpet………then slipped peacefully away and into Valhalla….
And all that was Crazy…… died that day.
You can still glimpse the Duchess occasionally, a single sleek fat warpig at her side…staring at two headstones in these new forgotten lands. Her name Dementia. Because, as always…..LOV Evolves…….LOV Endures.
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