Medieval Rhymes

Intro
This story takes place during dark and medieval times,
General Stallion has been falsely accused for the theft of the royal family’s sacred treasures and has been endlessly pursued for days, rather then contest the evidence against him, Stallion decides it’s safer if he leaves for parts unknown, but his fate is uncertain as the king’s men finally track him down in a small village on the western side of the kingdom.  What will become of his fate?

The 23rd Stallion
Equipped with the hotness/ knives and swords/ I’ll proceed with the choppin/ think for a second/ your comin against a legend/ you best to drop your weapons/my crew on side ready to fire with my blessin/I’ll oblige / than you’ll sigh like a sign of oppression /hence that ya fail at being safe/ tuck your tail between your legs/ like an animal/ eat ya all up like a cannibal/ I’m ruthless/ ya toothless/after I’m finished in minutes/ I’m winnin always/gladiator all day that what they all say/Stallion, the general/not tryin to get taxed like the federal/you hooligans/ tryin to charge me, you get fooled again/so what say you/ when your mind betrays you/follow me like a fool in the night/ get subdued by the fight/ ya think I’m surrounded/ prepared to get clowned kid cause right by those houses

John-Paul:  Stallion, sir Stallion, over here
Stallion:  Who goes there?
John-Paul:  It is I, John from the western front
Stallion:  Just you John-Paul?  Where are the rest of my soldiers?
John-Paul:  All killed like cattle.  It’s too dangerous to fight them as we are….follow me in here.  We should be better armed and we might find someone who can help us get out of this god forsaken village.
Stallion:  Let’s make haste.  Excuse me are you….

YKC
Welcome, what is it, you want to sleep here
Nice to meet cha I’m your innkeeper
You have superb armor and lovely fleeces
Your stay here will be 100 gold pieces
Oh my, you have to see this to believe this
This item here is priceless, I’ll keep this
Not only rooms, we offer weapons and goods
You can call this your own personal medieval hood
We don’t have many guest I just sit here relaxin
Laid back, puffin the magic dragon
Not much to do but listen to minstrels
Or hear stories people like you get into
Well thank you (hmm hmmm) come again
Let’s hope I don’t hear your story with a tragic end

Stallion:  Alright, tell me something old man.  We happen to be in desperate need of some horses.  Can you help us?
Innkeeper (YKC):  That sage in the corner might be of some service to you…but I warn you be careful.  He’s known for being a violent man.
John-Paul:  Who him?  He doesn’t look so tough.  Hey you, nancy-bo,  over hear.  The innkeeper said you were….

Tur-Bo
Yes, I’m the sage, very strange old magician,
whose suggestion for selection says he’d make a find addition to whatever is your mission, quest or certain journey,
even have the transportation if you’re leavin’ in a hurry,
no need to worry, cuz Turb has got your back, prepared to smoke any foe, with the stones who would attack, I’ll immaculately, practically, actively take on adversaries out of every enemy whose been a threat potentially, eventually will never be a problem anymore,
I’ll settle all ya scores, so sit back and watch them tremble when their metal’s on the floor,
I know your history and I’m steady for your cause, so these enemies of yours best be ready for the war,
I have in store for’em, cuz soon they’ll be consumed and there’s no fool who’ll be ignoring, the skills I have acquired to engulf them all in fire, the result is my desire to retire their empire,

Stallion:  Look, you’re getting carried away.  You said before you had transportation, right?
Turb (sage):  yes, I have a few horses behind this inn, why?
John-Paul:  Why do you think?  Cause we need them.
Turb (sage):  Watch you tone peck?  I only answer to the one with the gold.
Stallion:  Alright, name your price
Turb:  Second thought never mind the gold.  If you let me travel with you, you can have the horses for free.
Stallion:  Sounds good to me…you gotta….did you just hear that… what’s that sound?
John-Paul:  Oh no, it’s the king’s guard with Baron Al-G.  Damn…how did they catch up with us?
Baron AL-G:  General Stallion, I sentence you to death for the theft of the royal family’s sacred treasures and punishment for that has been long overdue.
Stallion:  Oh you mean the treasures that mysteriously appeared in my quarters while I was sleeping.
Baron AL-G:  Say what you will but it’s your word against the evidence.  Thanks for the tip John-Paul.  You were most useful in leading to the capture of the infamous traitor.
Stallion:  What?  You spineless dwarf!!
John-Paul:  Skip the formalities, I did what you asked now release my wife!
Baron AL-G:  I already released your wife….in a sense.  And I promised her that I’d give a reward….and here it is.  Now take that (sword stab)
John-Paul:  Ah Ewwww…..  You bastard…you used me.  Delores…I’m sorry.
Baron AL-G:  Hmm, hmm, hmm… you silly peck.  I released her to the heavens when I put this same sword in her back.
Stallion:  Scoundrel, you’ll pay with this with your life.  Sage aid me.
Stallion:  Would you like to give any last words, Baron?
AL-G:  No don’t…Arghhhhhhhhhh…
Turb (sage):  We’re done here, follow me out of town….

Outro
And so the general escapes death and departs with the sage for parts unknown.  Who knows what the future may hold for him.  Perhaps we’ll find out in a later tale…..