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'''Title: The Courageous Mongbat '''

'''Author: Red William '''


''*The story you are about to read is fictional.  The people involved in this story are probably going to deny all of it.''
 
''Any similarities to people alive or dead pretty much indicate that you got too much time on your hands."''
:''-Red William''

:''To Kazola, who gave me my big break so long ago.''


There once was 
a mongbat, who sought 
be the most feared 
creature in all of 
Sosaria.  Many 
were the times he 
dreamed of leading the 
armies of Darkness 
upon the hapless 
citizens of a human 
town, pillaging the 
village and causing the 
lamentations of the 
children and women. 
"O' such bliss that 
would be",  The 
mongbat thought.  He 
would spend many 
hours in front of a 
broken mirror, 
practicing his growls 
and showing his small 
teeth visciously.
 
The Monsters of his 
home dungeon laughed 
at him, knowing full 
well that Mongbats 
were the most 
insignificant of 
monsters, and he 
could never do the 
things that Orcs and 
Trolls could do. 
However, this did not 
deter the eager young 
mongbat from 
fulfilling his dream.

One day, he set 
out to fulfill his 
dreams, roaming to the 
city of Yew to destroy 
it, yet try as he 
might, the most he got 
from the humans was 
laughter and basins of 
dirty water splashed 
in his face.   The 
Mongbat never gave up 
though; he tried to pick 
up a rusty old sword, 
thinking he could kill 
a human with it, but 
he found himself too 
weak to even lift the 
hilt.  He tried casting 
a fireball spell using a 
scroll he picked up, 
but spent most of the 
day coughing from the 
black smoke of his 
numerous fizzles.  
He tried killing sheep 
from a shepherdess, 
only to have the 
mutton beat out of him 
by the flock.  
Finally, he thought 
that he could wear 
armor to look more 
menacing, but only 
wound up spending 
the next three days 
trying to stand upright 
from the weight of 
the heavy mail.

Lost in Despair, the 
Mongbat sat upon a 
fallen log, and sighed 
in rejection.  He sat 
there for the longest 
time staring at the 
spring of water, and 
wondering what he 
would look like 
stuffed and mounted 
on a 
carpetner's shop, 
when he heard the 
sound of hoofbeats.  
He darted into the 
bushes and hid, 
watching as an 
armored knight rode 
towards the nearby 
spring, his armor 
gleaming in the 
noonday sun.  The 
knight dismounted his 
steed and began 
removing his armor, 
until he was nothing 
but skin and a 
loincloth. The Knight 
then plunged into the 
water of the spring, 
relaxing in the water 
and cleaning 
himself.The young 
mongbat decided to see 
if he could steal 
something from this 
Knight, and sneaked to 
his things, rifling 
through to find a 
shiny object he could 
carry.  After taking a 
dagger, a few gold 
coins and a silk cap, 
he turned to leave, 
only to bump up 
against the knight's 
sword and shield, 
sending it clattering to 
the ground.  The 
Knight's horse reared 
up and whinnied, 
alerting the Knight 
who fumbled out of 
the water.  
"Who's there?" the 
Knight roared 
out, staggering to 
his horse, as 
damp as a frog 
in a pond.  Using what 
power he had in his 
wings, the young 
mongbat flew through 
the woods, the soaking 
wet and half naked 
Knight racing behind 
him, riding his horse 
through the dense 
woods. The Mongbat 
could feel the breath 
of the horse on his 
neck as he got 
closer...and 
closer...and...


:''WHACK! ''
:''THUD!''


The mongbat 
stopped at the sudden 
sound and turned 
seeing a sight that 
would astonish 
anyone. The horse had 
run off into the 
woods, while the 
knight laid spread 
eagled upon the 
ground, out cold!  A 
low lying branch with 
a human shaped knot 
in the bark and a 
corrasponding knot on 
the knight's head told 
him all he needed.  
The knight was so 
busy chasing him, he 
didnt see the low lying 
branch until it was too 
late.  Taking this 
opprotunity, the 
Mongbat hurried back 
to the knight's clothing 
and little by little, 
dragged the loot back to 
his home in the 
dungeon.

Back home, he told 
everyone the 
story of the knight, 
but no one would 
believe him.  Finally 
he produced the loot of 
the knight and they all 
marveled.  One, a wise 
old orc mage looked at 
the shield and 
examined the etched 
markings.  The orc 
mage nearly fell off 
his feet
and exclaimed, "Dis 
shield...it belong ta 
Geoffrey, dah big 
knite of Human king!"  
Everyone was aghast, 
the captain of 
British's royal guard, 
Sir Geoffrey 
himself, taken down 
by a lowly mongbat. 
The whole dungeon 
seemed to reverberate 
with celebration as the 
young mongbat was 
paraded around the 
tunnels as a hero.

That night, the 
monsters celebrated as 
never before, 
honoring the 
courageous mongbat 
who had fulfilled his 
dream of glory.  No 
one in that dungeon 
would ever doubt the 
power of a Mongbat 
and his determination.
The legend of the 
Courageous Mongbat is 
still told to this day 
amongst the Mongbats 
all over Sosaria.


And to this day, 
when Geoffrey is 
asked about that day 
he walked back to 
Britian, naked, wet, 
and with a gigantic 
knot on his forehead, he still turns red as 
an apple and exclaims 
nervously, "It was 
Ogres, at least a dozen, 
I say!"


''{The End}''


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