So are you here to hear another exciting story about the Time Travelling Triple TTT? No? Too bad I am telling you anyways!
So where was I? Oh yes, now I remember. It all started on the 5th of May 1621, Germany. Spring already folded it's beautiful butterfly wings, and the forsets in the Alpines came to life. Birds chattered around the forest and squirrels hopped from branch to branch to get their breakfats. It was early in the morning, and the sun shines upon the emerald blanket that seemed to cover the trees. It was a sight to behold after the cold and quite dead months of the winter. Finally life claimed it's place in the nature where it belongs, instead of shivering in caves and tunnels. Or sleeping. Because bears do that. Look if you expected something amazing you came to the wrong place. Now don't interrupt! Just let it sink in. Or whatever you do just stay quiet. So it was bears right? Yes, the mighty beasts of the forest, who now wandered around picking fresh berries and roots. But enought of this crap, no one cares about the forest. You all know what it's like. You are here for the real action!
So as I mentioned earlier the sun was shining and the forest was alive. It was a strange silence where all the voices formed a perfect harmony, that could be listened to forvever. However there was one noise that broke this silence. Footsteps. A man dressed in a big leather jacket, carrying an enormous axe. He was whistling a song that seemed awfully lot like the "Wednesday Special Performance" at the local tavern, the Red Wolf Inn. Anyways so as I was saying he was walking in the forest. Of course to cut wood. What question is that. He is a lumberjack. A big one of that. So he was walking down the forest when he spotted something: An enormous rock with an intersting shape. Curios he was to find out what it was, so he decided to Investigate. When he arrived he found a huge metal hatch on the side of the rock buried halfawy in the ground, grown over by moss. Without sufficent equipemnt, he noted the location and went back to cutting wood.
Later that night he entered the Inn, pulling a small wagon of wood behind him. He chatted friendly with the bartender and after an exchange of wood and coins he sat down at the counter. It didn't take long until many alcoholic beverages were drank and soon his mouth softened up. He started talknig about his find, but after every time he told it, new pieces were added. Soon it was a castle of great height and strenght, covered in golden moss, crystal doors and glasses all around. Townsfolk didn't give much for the word, but there were some fellows in the tavern who didn't question it. Some call them idiots, and troubleseekers, but I call them the Time Travelling Team, or the Triple TTT!
So where was I? Oh yes, now I remember. It all started on the 5th of May 1621, Germany. Spring already folded it's beautiful butterfly wings, and the forsets in the Alpines came to life. Birds chattered around the forest and squirrels hopped from branch to branch to get their breakfats. It was early in the morning, and the sun shines upon the emerald blanket that seemed to cover the trees. It was a sight to behold after the cold and quite dead months of the winter. Finally life claimed it's place in the nature where it belongs, instead of shivering in caves and tunnels. Or sleeping. Because bears do that. Look if you expected something amazing you came to the wrong place. Now don't interrupt! Just let it sink in. Or whatever you do just stay quiet. So it was bears right? Yes, the mighty beasts of the forest, who now wandered around picking fresh berries and roots. But enought of this crap, no one cares about the forest. You all know what it's like. You are here for the real action!
So as I mentioned earlier the sun was shining and the forest was alive. It was a strange silence where all the voices formed a perfect harmony, that could be listened to forvever. However there was one noise that broke this silence. Footsteps. A man dressed in a big leather jacket, carrying an enormous axe. He was whistling a song that seemed awfully lot like the "Wednesday Special Performance" at the local tavern, the Red Wolf Inn. Anyways so as I was saying he was walking in the forest. Of course to cut wood. What question is that. He is a lumberjack. A big one of that. So he was walking down the forest when he spotted something: An enormous rock with an intersting shape. Curios he was to find out what it was, so he decided to Investigate. When he arrived he found a huge metal hatch on the side of the rock buried halfawy in the ground, grown over by moss. Without sufficent equipemnt, he noted the location and went back to cutting wood.
Later that night he entered the Inn, pulling a small wagon of wood behind him. He chatted friendly with the bartender and after an exchange of wood and coins he sat down at the counter. It didn't take long until many alcoholic beverages were drank and soon his mouth softened up. He started talknig about his find, but after every time he told it, new pieces were added. Soon it was a castle of great height and strenght, covered in golden moss, crystal doors and glasses all around. Townsfolk didn't give much for the word, but there were some fellows in the tavern who didn't question it. Some call them idiots, and troubleseekers, but I call them the Time Travelling Team, or the Triple TTT!
