Breeze looks at him "See, this is why trolls need Eshu. You could at least viking it up a bit" she begins to slap her hands on her upper legs to a beat and begins "Behold the tale of the knight of the oak, who rode upon the great gray road placed by the sons of Adam. Wandering traveling working was he, for the bread and milk to bring to his home. " tap tap "Upon the road, he heard a breeze, which whispered to him of strangers to him, who were in a pit of danger dire" the tempo picks up slightly "Reckless with good will, and heart full of rightness this warrior did head towards the Church of Chains! this son of Viking Dreams did plot, to set the evil afire!" clap clap faster "And when he came, the foes he took down, in shadows a raider born! And eight he rushed out, away from that place, and yet still he was not done" Clap Clap "And Frank Manfriend, came to the rescue of children seized by rose! And his fury was great and the rose did wither, but still he was not done! For breeze was still, and a maiden was in danger by a brutish horned one! Throwing the great disk o justice, he laid the devilheart low! And like a good shepherd he went to the lost sheep, the last that needed to go! And behind him the Church where once was worshiped iron chains and coins! FLames erupted, no more to do evil! And good folk family will rejoin!" clap slap "And thus was Frank, Raider and savior, repaid with only words and smiles. And again resumed his lonely journey, of crossing many miles. No boasting does this Frank the Oaksworn, do before the Breeze, so she must carry the words of his endevours, and whisper of his deeds" SLAP SLAP end.