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John St.John has a minion!

Ichiban the Folicat

John St.John
Legacy Name: John St.John

The

Galactic Pherret
Owner:

Lush

Age: 13 years, 1 month

Born: April 6th, 2011

Adopted: 13 years, 1 month ago

Adopted: April 6th, 2011

Statistics

Level: 5
Strength: 17
Defense: 16
Speed: 17
Health: 17
HP: 0/17
Intelligence: 0
Books Read: 0
Food Eaten: 0
Job: Unemployed

Forged in a foundry, the brightest blade
The princess has vanished without a trace
My sword shall guide him to his goal
(The darkest minions come to avenge their fallen)

Armour of iron, it's made to last
Helmet of mythril, its shine is cast
No turning back now, too late to run
Carry your sword like the warrior of legend

The odds are against you, they're closing in
Superior knowledge will help you win
Without the key you're stuck here
The maiden's life depends on you

The future is never certain
The pathway is rarely narrow
Only the mission matters now
Just pray the purest heart can win the day

Though the evil wizard's spell is cast
The warrior shows his mettle
Daughter of the king
Fairest maiden in all the realm

Evil shall not triumph over good
He's coming to slay this foulness
Yay, he took his vows
Knight championed to serve his king

The future is never certain
The roadway is rarely stable
A true hero walks the hardest route
To fight for truth against the bravest odds

The future is never guaranteed
The highway is wrought with dangerous ends
Carry your sword and raise your shield
The hardest fight of all lies straight ahead

Waging epic battle, with the wizard and his evil magic
(The hero's wavering)
All his strongest devils gather with him seeking your destruction
(Foulest incantations)

Perseverance guides you to the end
The evil can't withstand the force behind your mighty blows
The master knows his time is coming
Now's the time to be most cautious. Pull no punches
Give no mercy
Swing your sword to end this fight
the princess cannot last much longer

The battle for evil has ended
The warrior's body weary
Princess in arm, he stumbles home
The mission's goal so close he carries on

The outcome is never guaranteed
A hero's welcome awaits you now
Maybe a shower and massage
A happy ending if ever I heard one

Oh! That massage sure sounds nice.

Armour of iron, it's made to last
Helmet of mythril, its shine is cast
No turning back now, too late to run
carry your head higher, you're the warrior of legend

All of the maidens, they want you now
But most of all longs the princess fair (most of them all)
A fine king you'll make, some day I'm sure
At least till the sequel, where you'll have to do the same damn thing again!

Lyrics by John St.John

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Kip