Psychedelic tale – so what will happen if the Order get round to write
Present tale is our Order collectiveness’ creation. Sit comfortable and read, what raised in our heads
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ONCE UPON A TIME, BEYOND MOUNTAINS, BEYOND WOODS IN CERTAIN OBSCURE VILLAGE there was a certain Order Headquarters. The bravest and the most talented friars, who Earth was bearing lived in there. One day one of the friars hit upon mounting a Great Coverlet Wedding Party. Friars resolved to invite there lots of guests. On the invite list appeared such celebrities as: Emhiel van Emreis – Nilfgaard’s Emperor, there came the White Wolf – Geralt of Rivia himself as well, the party wasn’t short of a few vampire kin – there was inter alia resurrected Regis. However the biggest surprise was presence of 120 year old Granny, before which even Geralt of Rivia escapes into quoin of a room. Granny brought 3 dozens of her best cucumbers and she was giving them away to everyone. The only person that didn’t get the cucumbers was the Grand Master of the Order of the Flaming Rose: Arwil Mołotow. Unfortunately, cucumbers didn’t last because his portion ate wily imp, who then pissed over Emhyr’s shoe. For the next week imp has been varying surroundings, sticking up on a pile next to Maribor Gate. But, lets return to the wedding, which has juiced up. The bride started dancing with Granny, on what bridegroom looked with envy. The bridegroom looked with envy on whatever was in the surroundings of the bride – even flitting fly. However not long, because fly ended eaten by Zoltan’s frog. Zoltan got this frog as a gift as a reward in competition of swigging the booze. Now he presented with proud his championship the entire society. Unfortunately, one of the guests couldn’t stand imposed by Zoltan pace and utterly contaminated the floor – from the door to the newly-weds’ table. The service quickly bustled with clearing the mess, and a group consisting of the groom, Wallace, Fangorn and Geralt began to bellow dirty songs on the full throat. Soon the Nilfgaard’s Emperor joined as well, because of what to some jaws felt. Suddenly sounded muffled din and roar behind door. Dandelion entered the room, jumped
