The road to el Dorado spyro style
CHAPTER 1
Gambling and a sword fight
A glorius city was built by the davinitys by gods who saw fit to bestow and built us a paridice. peaceful and glorius upon us mear mortils below and made el Dorado the magnificent a gold 1000 years ago EL DORADO EL DORADO EL DARADOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO
In spain.
Red: today we sail to conquer the new realm for Spain for glory for gold
Solder: viva red
Meanwhile in town square
Spyro: seven
Flame: alright
Spyro: yes partner yahoo
Spyro and flame: tons of gold me ha tons of gold you ha tons of gold for we ha
Sailor: ONE MORE ROLL
Spyro: uh guys YOUR BROKE YOU HAVE NOTHING TO BET WITH
Sailor: oh ya I've got this (pulls out map)
Spyro: huh a map
Flame: a map
Sailor: of the wonders of the new realm
Flame: well let's have a look (mumbling) SPYRO
Spyro: excuse us for one moment please
Flame: spyro look El Dorado the city of gold this could be our destiny our fate.
Spyro: flame if I believed in fate I wouldn't be playing with loaded dice not with the face
Flame: (starts making random faces)
Spyro: no no no no no no no no no no
Sailor: I SAID one more roll my map against your gems
Spyro: ok peewee your on
Sailor: not with those this time we use my dice. you have a problem with that?
Spyro: (takes dice) (whispers to flame) if we lose this I am going to kill you (yelling) SHOW ME SEVEN
As spyro rolled the dice one landed on 3 and the other on 4
Spyro: seven
Flame: ALL RIGHT
Spyro: well thanks for playing better luck next time (starts picking up the jems he and flame had won)
Just then Spyros' red dice fell out of Spyros' armour
The dice then landed on seven the slailor banged of the ground three times but the number didn't change
Sailor: I KNEW IT YOUR DICE ARE LOADED
Spyro: (to flame) what you give me loaded dice? (bumps into a solder) He gave me loaded dice guard arrest him
Flame: you dare to imbued my honer he was the one who was cheating he tricked these sailors and took their gems
Spyro: oh now I am the thief
Flame: yes
Spyro: take a look in the mirror pal
Flame: oh you better give back their money or (pulls out sword) ungird
Spyro: ungird yourself i shall give you the honer of a quick and painless death (swords clash) any last words
Flame: i shall cut you to ribbons
Spyro: fool let your sword do the talking
Flame: i will if it where liquates to a thought ah ha take that (jumps onto a nearby roof) laggard heathen
Spyro: not the face not the face
Flame: (takes Spyros' sword) ladies and gentlemen we have decided it's a draw adios
Spyro/flame jump in a paddock)
Please do not flame