The Hand of Midas

As we begin our story with another tale of a great Knight of the Round Table who serve under King Amr in his army of heartless known as Knight Templars. With only the elite of them allow a seat at the Round Table itself. When sitting it such a seat it gave the existing knight kingship over a part of land to watch over in King Amr’s honer. And also allow them to have there own band of heartless as well only answering to King Amr. It was a just society that was fair and something to admire. But all heartless groups are something to be proud of. And before I get too far. Let me explain the heartless. The Heartless are human born with natural gifts. Like being immune to all monsters bites and with a heart shape emblem birth mark on their chests which light up and give them a slight sting to alert them to near by supernatural threats. They were born and bred to hunt the creatures not of this world and defend the common folks from such threats.

In which is were we find one these unsung heroes. And his name was Lord Corgrollis. Who use to be the consider the wealthy man alive. Until he saw the evil of greed. And gave up his money, to live a more simpler life while he still serve as the warden of his land know as Thule. Lord Corgrollis have though of himself as a servant of his people. So every once and a while he will do his work. Thus is why he was a on a mission to recover a lost artifact known as the Hand of Midas. Which is said to be the very same hand from King Midas himself. In which he was given a gift by the gods. Which he could turn anything into gold by his touch. But you know how the story goes. When greed blacken your heart. It can blind you from seeing the dangers of your decisions. And Like so he was content for only a moment as he soon realize he couldn’t eat or drink as everything he would touch would turn to gold. And the story ends with him realizing he a made terrible choice when he accidentally turn his daughter to gold. They say after that he was distraught he has his own hands cut off and place somewhere far far away. Now it appear what was once a legend now was the past.

As Lord Corgroliis race to find a small band of elves lead by a former ruling class elf. And her name was Keerla. As he was able to find their settlement. And was planning on sneaking in. But he didn’t know they were already own his tracks. And from out of no where they knock him out cold and took him hostage taking him to their leader Keerla. Waking up in front of her and with the surrounding small force she had control of. He look at her and said Why? She walk closer to him and spoke.

K: Cause knight. After the great war was over you offer amnesty to us elves and the dwarfs.

C: Yes like we promise after the war. We said we would allow you to live among us in harmony after aiding us. We fulfilled that oath.

K: Fulfilled? You sure did. Or maybe that what you would call it. By giving us the scraps and the run down towns. With us barely making it by.

C: You are not your leaders. So you don’t have authority to take any control any more then I do.

K: No I’m not one our so called great leader. No those sniveling cowards would rather ignore the fact we were given nothing but a pile rumble for a rewards then trying to regain more lands.

C: That wasn’t the deal.

K: And it is why I did what I had to for the good of my people. As you do for yours. Which is why I took this.

As she pulled a shack out and in it carried the hand of Midas. The shack itself was known as a “Maj Bag” . These special shacks were used to contain the curse object without effecting the holder. But still Corgrollis look at it with dispear.

C: You do know what they say about greed do you?

K: I’m not greedy. I’m here to help out my people.

C: No your not. Your here to help out yourself. I see you. You were a rich spoil brat. And when you came here you were nothing more then a regular with no riches. How I know cause I use to be just like you. All this talk is just so you can reclaim your lost treasure. You could care less about the well-being of your people.

K: I don’t like what your suggesting. I’m am a humble servant to my people.

C: No your far from it. Just then as she was about to say something. A young elvish child came fourth. And with a soft voice he said “Mother, what is going on? Who this man?” Keerla look over to the child and said. K: no one sweet heart just a thief trying to take our treasure.

“ So he one those bad men.”

K: Yes sweet heart. Here would you like to hold onto mommy special gift. The young child nodded in glee.

K: You see for the good of the people.

C: Is this what you teach your children to be greedy.

K: Again you go with the exceptions that I’m only after wealth.

As she was distracted with the heartless. They all were to busy focusing on Lord Corgrollis. Not paying attention to the child. In which he reach in the bag and grab the Hand of Midas. As he called out to his mother. Keerla look over and saw in horror. As the child was holding the hand without using the shack. And Slowly she saw the kid turning into gold. As she ran trying to see if she can still save him. But once you touch it. That is the end of it. The boy drop the hand and was solid gold. As Keerla crawl over to her child body. She begin weeping loudly in strife and anger. As much as she would like to punish someone. She couldn’t. Cause the wrong doing was her own. She cries and yelled to Lord Corgrollis. K: You were right I was only trying to recover my wealth. And I though this would help.

Corgrollis look at her with a sorrow heart. And told her

C; That thing about lost wealth. It only an object of evil. Where only true wealth rest in your loves ones and your people. And once you lose sight of that you lose everything. I’m sorry as he pick up the shack and grab the Hand of Midas with the shack and tying it real tight.

K: Please just take it and leave me.

As Lord Corgrollis walk out of the gates no one stop him. Knowing the true evil of greed. He look back once more to see she was still grieving. It was a sadden day to lose a youngling life. But as the we grow older hopefully the youth can be wiser then we are. So to learn from past mistakes of the old. But all we can do is hope. And on that note we bring another end to another legend harrowing tale of the once proud Knights Templar...