I Talk To My Self Cause I Know You Are Not Listening

So this is the first post in a while so I should probably take this time to use some witty metaphor to describe what I have been up to but you would probably start nagging me about how predicable my blogs are. Oh you so wish you could nagg me but guess what im un-naggable....No seriously dont nagg me about it. Anyways I have this story idea. YES HE HAS ANOTHER STORY....YES HE JUST REFERED TO HIMSELF IN THE THIRD PERSON.....So anyways this story seems a little cliched but bear with me here. Its a mideval fantasy about these three guys on a NON-quest. So one character is a young knight who is one of the best swordsmen in the kingdom and he is the strong silent type but has a very unique inner thought process. The second character is of course an archer. He has a cool back story of how he joined the kingdoms archers at a young age then joined the kings scouts and he is secretly courting the princess of the kingdom despite knowing there is no future to it. The last character is the prince of the kingdom and he asks both of them to come with him to a village to the south of the kingdom to pick up a sword made by a famous blacksmith but he really has another purpose. Well I could go on but I dont know why I would. YOU DONT APRECIATE ME. Sorry about that outburst I will have to consult my imaginary psychiatrist. I dont have an imaginary psychiatrist or I would have to diagnose myself as a pschitso and thats no fun. Ok since I have even creeped my self out with that last line of logic im going to stop talking now.