#STEEMLORDS - Sir Scooterless the Dragonrider - The Battle of Cyclopes - Journey to Himling

Source - Hive account@bearone

After the long and arduous journey to the rally point, Sir Scooterless and Rigormortis perched themselves high on a cliff overlooking the rally point. After surveying and reflecting in the assortment of quest-hunters gathering below, Sir Scooterless snuggled into the dragon for a well-earned rest.

Many hours (or days, not sure) later, Sir Scooterless and Rigormortis awaken, only to find that the Quest had already been initiated by Hive account@sirknight and the rally point had emptied.

Sir Scooterless, knew what he had to do…. He had to read and re-read the post from Hive account@sirknight to figure out what the heck he was supposed to do.

After switching on his brain, Sir Scooterless and Rigormortis took to the air. But which direction were they to travel? With his fantastic sense of smell, and a love of rotting stench, Rigormortis was able to detect a most horrible smell drifting on the wind from the North. So the unlikely duo turned and headed in that direction.

After some hours of flying, Rigormortis and Sir Scooterless happened upon the source of the un-godly smell. Sailing low below across the Belegaer Sea was a ship manned by the witless, but very handy, Gohba the Blacksmith. Circling above the ship was a beautiful unicorn manned by the source of the stench, ChooXena.

Knowing that the ship sailing below had state of the art navigation instruments, and being too lazy to get out the ‘Refidex’, Sir Scooterless and Rigormortis ascended high above the boat and unicorn below. Partly to raise above the dense fog of rotting fibre-induced butt-trumpets, and partly to remain undetected by the parties below.

Finally, the ship and unicorn stopped at one of the Northern Isles, and CHooXena began to undress and change. Rigormortis circled above for a closer look until Sir Scooterless reminded Rigormortis that he was not Lord Percival the Pervy and it was time to move on. Sir Scooterless pointed Rigormortis towards the Isle of Crete where they had some Eye ‘shopping’ to do.

Landing on the Isle of Crete, Rigormortis dropped Sir Scooterless into the pit of Cyclopes to find himself a gift for the Gods, the eye of Cyclopes. Cyclopes emerged from his cavern, eyeing Sir Scooterless from across the pit, he began to drool, then charged.

An amazing battle ensued, bloody amazing. When all seemed lost and Sir Scooterless was close to exhaustion he thought of the poor ‘Tommy the Testeless’. Sir Scooterless obviously had bigger balls than Tommy so, summoning all his strength, he faked death, much like an o’possum would.

A little confused, Cyclopes stood stunned. It was then than Rigormortis swept in, sending a fiery blast to the cranium of Cyclopes, sending him crashing to the earth, DEAD.

Sir Scooterless cheered and cut the eyeball from Cyclopes as his sacrifice to the Gods.

Succumbing to hunger, Rigormortis and Sir Scooterless then feasted on the brains of Cyclopes, and thought of their good friend, Squire StinknZombalot.

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After a well earnt feast and sleep. Rigormortis and Sir Scooterless rose into the air, once again, and headed towards the island of Himling with their hard fought prize….. The eye of Cyclopes.