Abandon sleep, all ye who enter here! A bit of caffeinated irreverence with some half-caff chasers! Enjoy!
The REAL Isencoaster Swim Team
When Grandélf, Aromagorn, Legolatté, Gemli and Boromocha, along with the Riders of Yuban, arrived at the ruin of Isencoaster, their eyes were met with a strange sight.
On the high wall of Isencoaster, reclining on beachchairs, were two small figures. They were dressed in loudly-coloured Bermuda shorts and had white war-paint smeared on their noses and cheeks. They wearing sunglasses and both had silver whistles on chain hung around their necks. One of them appeared to be asleep, lying in the shade of a sign that read "No Striding!"
The other creature spotted them where they had halted in amazement at the sight of a coffee-flooded Isencoaster, filled with Therments sporting about like yuppies at a hotel pool-party. He stood up and gave a blast his little whistle a shrill piercing note.
Then he said: "Welcome, my lords, to what used to be Isencoaster, but which is now TeaTreeBeard's Coffee-spa and Gift Shoppe. We are the lifeguards. MochaMerry son of Sarahlee is my name, and my companion, who, alas! is overcome with corpulence"- here he gave the other a kick in the pants- "is Drippin, son of Paladinner. The Lord Saccharineman is within; but at the moment, he is verbally abusing one Grahma Burntongue, or doubtless he would be here to harangue you himself."
The Hunters were then finally reunited with their two small companions, whom they had run so far to find, and they happily relieved them of whatever they had that was edible and took turns giving them noogies for getting orc-napped in the first place. The two half-caffs joyfully greeted Boromocha, whom they had thought dead. They even smiled as they paid back the copper-pieces that they owed him.
"You young rascals!" shouted Gemli the Dwarf happily, "You sugar-coated, nicotine-stained truant! A fine chase you led us on and here we you safe and sound... and tanned! Hammer and tongs! I am glad to see you whole and uneaten!"
"You speak for me also, Gemli," said Legolatté, "I wonder how they came by the sunglasses. Those are kewl!"
"Comes in handy for looking at elf-lords, that's for sure!" agreed Drippin, who gave the Elf an extra pair.
King Karóden laughed. "It cannot be doubted that we witness the reunion of dear friends! You must be the little folk of legends, that some among us call 'kurtàin-krawlúrz'.
"Half-caffs, if you please, my Lord," said MochaMerry.
"You do not know your danger, Karóden," said Grandélf. "These half-caffs will sit on the edge of ruin and dunk donuts and swill cocoa until the End of All Things, if you encourage them with undue patience. Where is TeaTreeBeard, MochaMerry?"
The half-caff pointed toward the tower that rose from the center of the coffee-pool, where a diving board was being erected. Keeping their horses to the wading pool, they rode into the midst of the spa, to have a word with Sacchrineman.