So I began my epic quest to find the coveted unicorn in Britain. I asked fellow passer-bys but none could be of assistance.
So I ventured forth and continued on my quest. I went into a strange gate and ended up in a strange room. With a golden shep! I chuckled to myself and remembered the tales of Chumbucket and shep eating.
Still unsuccessful in my journey I decided to head back to Britain and came across a lone pirate trying to sell me his goods. I declined since he didn't have the unicorn I so longed to obtain.
Feeling tired and frustrated I began to wander aimlessly around towns hoping someone could help me in my endeavor. There I came across a nice young fellow. I told him of my journey and how I traveled far and wide and he offered to let me take a picture with his unicorn.
Sadly, this just did not suffice. I needed to have the unicorn in my possession. I bid the nice young gentleman farewell and was going to retire in the inn when I saw it..
Could it be? It was! I had finally found the unicorn!
So concludes my adventure. I finally obtained the coveted unicorn . And was finally able to venture off into Britain graveyard and fight like a true trammelite. The end.
When I complained of the price I was told "LOL GO BACK TO TRAMMEL!"
