The funky tale
- A massive pulse of air and energy bursts outwards from the Funky Gibbons altar. Physically rocking all within its blast, anything not secured flies along with the shockwave, small monkeys, birds and general detritus fly along the ground. All present see the four main protaganists of the tale suddenly grow to immense size, each transforming into their God for a split second. Zsa zsa becomes an insanely dancing Funky gibbon, Snikka the all powerfull Monkey King, Boo a fierce Foundbrother poised to strike and Hot potato a towering inferno of flame.
Time stops still...
Baboons freeze mid bite, terrified nomads cower from the onslaught, spells coagulate mid air and then Fwooooosh the Air sucks back from whence it came...
Silence reigns, well almost. Apart from the now gibbering Sable riders, all of the Baboons stand stock still and look at the four heroes.
One and all are now enveloped by a strange bluish light and upon their heads Runes burn fiercely . Turning their now golden eyes upon each other our heroic foursome can only wonder...until...
A huge shout errupts from all present
Woo Haa ...Heroquest!
Above, the mighty statue of the Funky Gibbon creaks, showering all below with dust and beckons to his descendants.
- Pop...Pop...poppity pop....
Centered upon the Altar where Baba Ganough and Aye Aye sit , ghostly forms of baboon ancestors begin to appear in their dozens. Monkeys suddenly gain an ancient countenance and being to dance....sly intelligence shining from their now beady eyes as they are quickly possessed by old souls hungry for life once more. Everyone present feels the urge to dance....
- To the North and beneath the black cloud, a gang of Baboons bound and leap out of a broken tower, like an evil tide of violence. One by one they adorn their faces with ashes from a long dead fire and then look upwards to where Kong their leader stands, legs astride an ancient carved Lintel.
Beating his chest he roars out
The Dark Eater calls.....Bring out the Gimp
