The story of Jokum begins as many other Bull Centaurs, with a story of love.

We all know that love sometimes can blind you, but it seems some are more blinded than others. But who are we to judge what is right and what is wrong. I am sure anyone of you would have a different view of love when you are raised in the bull pit, because it was there Jokums father was raised.

Jokum sr. as I choose to call him was an infant when he was thrown into the bull pits among the other outcasts of the chaos dwarf society. He was raised by the other stableboys and seniors of the bullpits. As he grew wider and broader by the years he became quite an extraordinary stableboy and was given the honorary task of escorting the kings bulls from the stable to the annual feast in honor of the chaotic demons.

Jokum sr. set of on the cart with three bulls and a cow which were his stables contribution to great feast. It was to be the first night he had spent not sleeping with the other stableboys and he felt a bit uneasy. The loneliness was too much for the young boy and he went to where he had tied the bulls up. The three bulls were asleep but the cow was awake and stared at him with wide open eyes. It was what happened next that really wants you to poke out your eyes and throw them far away, like a troll flings a goblin, cause to endure the sceene which followed you had to be blind.

I choose not to tell you the details but as you may have figured out, the seed that was planted this night was to grow into one of the only living legends in Fumbbl history. But I think we will save that story to the remach.

<i>Written by coach<i> <b><a href="http://fumbbl.com/FUMBBL.php?page=coachinfo&coach=25861">Maharaja</a></b>