"Ok let's see… hmmm… I know! I dare you to… dare you to… I DARE YOU TO TRY TO STEAL THE COSTUME FROM BIG BIRD!" he screams. "Who's big bird?" the group asks. "YOU DON'T KNOW WHO BIG BIRD IS? HE IS THE BIGGEST, CUDDLYIST, YELLOWESIT BIRD AROUND! I EVEN SLEEP WITH A STUFFED ONE. SEE?" Out of the folds of his cloak he produces a small yellow plush big bird. "ok sure as long as you put that horrid thing away" the small kender replies. "HORRID! WHY YOU MISRIBLE LITTLE WRETCH! I WILL WRING YOU SCRAWNY LITTLE NECK!" the black robed mage yells. "ENOUGH!" screams Sturm Brightblade. "Nerra just open the pit" he says. Three small openings appear underneath Rastlin, Tas and Sindri. "NOOOOOOOOOO!" a bloodcurdling scream erupts for the mage as he and the two kenders fall into a room surrounded by indestructible glass. As the companions gather around the watch the nightly entertainment Rastlin open the fattest spell book he owns points his fingers at the sky and yells "KRANA SHEES MORAK NUTRI! A huge explosion rocks the castle and fire pours from the windows the entire castle and all its residents seem to disappear into the smoky inferno. Three days later after the smoke has blown away all that remains of the castle and its residents are charred ruins and a few blackened bits of armor and weaponry. All except for a grays haze in the middle of the ruins and in side the haze a lone figure clothed in pitch black robes. Hugging a big bird plush and sucking his thumb.
THE END
