Welcome, ladies and gents! Step right this way for another mind-boggling fantasy reflection guaranteed to get the old brain cells moving … and stop hair loss.
Disclaimer: this post was penned in a spurt of mad creativity fueled by an overabundance of coffee and Dr. Pepper. Consider yourself warned.
No, I’m afraid I can’t tell what the quest is beforehand. Top secret and all that. Must take precautions.
Obviously how you decide to go about said death-defying quest will influence your decision on which fantasy creature to choose as a companion. If you prefer stealth mode, I can almost guarantee Smaug is not the best choice.
Good try though.
A- for effort.
I plan to start my quest in stealth mode and see how far I get before my cover is blow—because, let’s face it, covers are almost always blown. One that happens, I’ll race in with guns blazing—swords flashing—to finish the quest and save the day …
Mounted on Shadowfax.
Yes, I would choose him for my companion. Who wouldn’t want to ride one of the Mearas? A horse swift as the wind, capable of covering vast distances with a speed that would kill a lesser beast. The lone steed to stand undaunted before the arrival of the Witchking.
Aye, Shadowfax is the companion for me.
Wind in my hair, face to the sky, faithful steed beneath, I’d gladly face any perils the road has to offer.
How about you? Who or what would you choose as your fantasy creature companion?