Minstrels of the Ancient One

The Queen of Amazonia and I trekked many miles over hills and valleys, to hear minstrels of the Ancient One sing songs of mighty tales and deeds of glory. The Hammer of the Gods resounded loudly through the hall, and the cheers of many warriors could be heard. We braved the storms to bring with us the Sweet Biscuits of Carbos, as a reward for the minstrels and to celebrate the annual passing of one princesses birth.