Outer Mongrolia

The ancient land, collectively known as 'Mong' is a wild featured land of huge contrasts, such as mountainous regions with high plateau's, perfect for yak grazing on the vast open tundra where wild horses run in large herds, to lush rainforests, semi-desert fringe lands, to temperate, soft green pasture and woodlands.

The outside world are mainly kept from satisfying their sometimes curiosity of the Land of Mong by the trecherous journey across terrible land wastes, volcanic nightmare scapes, almost impassable mountains of madness (unless you knew the secret mountain goat paths) to the only entrance and exit into the hidden lands of Mong.


But every now and then an intrepid adventurer, often inspired by the tales of the fabulous wealth and riches of the King of Mongrolia, will make the long, tortuous journey to this most fantastic of ancient places in the world.

And that intrepid adventurer was FenrisWolf, who had no concept of terrible land wastes, for nothing could compare to the horror of his own waste, which he delivered quite frequently, daily; nor did he comprehend the meaning volcanic nightmare scapes, because he had no idea what a scape was; and neither did the thought of penetrating through impassable mountains of madness frighten him, for none were as mad as he; and the goats were no bother, he ate them for breakfast, lunch, dinner, and sometimes mid-lunch, mid-breakfast, and mid-dinner, and anytime in-between.

And so he journeyed onward, inspired by fabulous tales of wealth and wenches of the King of Mongolia, or maybe it was riches...hmm, either way, he was certain to score once he arrived (wenches are quite tasty). Plus, and most importantly, he wanted to rid himself of the stigma associated with the title of "Newb"...

The early morning mists clung to the ground as the sun rose beyond the distant mountains of Mongrolia, the growing light brought a stirring in the trees, a rustling, then a cacophony of barks and yelps, grunts and woops!

The Mongrolians had woken.

It was soon time for the morning Banana Hunt.

Why you breaking the legs of your nice bronze plated table in your sig Mongy

Zeggle wrote:

Why you breaking the legs of your nice bronze plated table in your sig Mongy

because they confuse me! and when Mong gets confused he gets angry!!!!

rawr!

It was after the morning Banana Hunt that The Great Lord Mongrol discovered the edge of a little sunny glade he had never seen before, and there... there dancing in the most primitive and wonderful, captivating way was the most perfect and beautiful Mongrolian Lady.

Mongrol stared and looked in awe at her rock smashing and tree punching dance moves. Astounding!

He shifted slightly and snapped a small twig and she stopped dancing, and there for a most magical moment their eyes met across the glade, and time for them stood still.




...to be continued.