The next few chapters of the Chronicles of the Legend of Sir Beresford Raleigh XVII are largely boring prose documentation of Sir Beresford’s construction of a house. We are fairly sure, based on standard building practices and timeframes, that he could not have constructed an immaculate manor house with all the furnishings, a motte and bailey, and a swimming pool in the approximate space of time that this is purported to have been done. We resume at the point when the spring melts have begun.
And lo, some townsfolk were concerned for certain favoured sons who had not returned from their journeying over the winter. For many had gone north and inland, and were not seen again. And it was known to Sir Beresford that in this region, the people of the time had declared it a “forbidden land”, but that someone had also called it “treasure land”. So behold, Sir Beresford rallied his companions again, and they set forth to this “forbidden treasure land”.
And lo, they came upon the waters of the northern river, and it was in flood, for the melting snows fed it. But Ragnor stepped forth and raised his hands, and behold, he parted the waters as one parts a loaf of bread. And they walked on dry ground to the other side.
And lo, they came upon old tracks leading to a forest. Along the way, they saw skeletons that had been felled in a skirmish. And the tracks didst lead to a hole in the earth, into which a rope hung. And Sir Beresford and his companions didst follow under the earth. And lo, there was a room of stone, with many figurines. And they went further and saw that someone had been before, for they had marked in the stone with chalk. And they came upon a room that had a man of metal, rusted and still, in its midst. But the room seemed to fling itself into motion, and they moved on. And they came upon what seemed an antechamber for novices for “old gods”, that led the way to some test. And behold, there were statues of these old gods, one of many tentacles, and one being only of a head surrounded by cloud and mist. And lo, they came upon a room flooded with water. But lo, the water concealed a trap, that attempted to drown Sir Beresford, but he was too strong and he lifted himself from the water to evade the tentacles pulling beneath him.