Themaltake is one of those rare companies that needs no introduction. So you won't be getting one. Instead we'd like to take a moment to expand your literary horizons.

"Do you like what you doth see...?" said the voluptuous elf-maiden as she provocatively parted the folds of her robe to reveal the rounded, shadowy glories within. Frito's throat was dry, though his head reeled with desire and ale.

She slipped off the flimsy garment and strode toward the fascinated boggie unashamed of her nakedness. She ran a perfect hand along his hairy toes, and he helplessly watched them curl with the fierce insistent wanting of her.

"Let me make thee more comfortable," she whispered hoarsely, fiddling with the clasps of his jerkin, loosening his sword belt with a laugh. "Touch me, oh touch me," she crooned.

Frito's hand, as though of its own will, reached out and traced the delicate swelling of her elf-breast, while the other slowly crept around her tiny, flawless waist, crushing her to his barrel chest.

"Toes, I love hairy toes," she moaned, forcing him down on the silvered carpet. Her tiny pink toes caressed the luxuriant fur of his instep while Frito's nose sought out the warmth of her precious elf-navel.

"But I'm so small and hairy, and...and you're so beautiful," Frito whimpered, slipping clumsily out of his crossed garters.

The elf-maiden said nothing, but only sighed deep in her throat and held him more firmly to her faunlike body. "There is one thing you must do for me first," she whispered into one tufted ear.

"Anything," sobbed Frito, growing frantic with his need. "Anything!"

She closed her eyes and then opened them to the ceiling. "The Ring," she said. "I must have your Ring."

Frito's whole body tensed. "Oh no," he cried, "not that! Anything but...that."

"I must have it," she said both tenderly and fiercely. "I must have the Ring!"

Frito's eyes blurred with tears and confusion. "I can't," he said. "I musn't!"

But he knew resolve was no longer strong in him. Slowly, the elf-maiden's hand inched toward the chain in his vest pocket, closer and closer it came to the Ring Frito had guarded so faithfully...

--Ripped without remorse from the pages of National Lampoon's "Bored of the Ring"

And what does this have to do with our review today? Oh...not much really, but I do have your attention now don't I? =P I've got a theme going here, just go with it.

Everyone knows Thermaltake makes a boat load of products virtually guaranteed to have many a dime store modder drooling and whispering, "My precious". And whether the design is as garish and brash as anything you'd see on a Nascar track or subtle and sophisticated enough to be featured on "Lifestyles of the Rich and Famous" one thing is for sure, Thermaltake has a sense of style.

Courtesy of the wizards at CrazyPC, today we start a trilogy of tales I like to call "The Lord of the Blings". And what self respecting computer geek doesn't love a good trilogy eh? Thermaltake has released a trio of bay mounted water cooling accessories that have even an old water cooling salt like myself saying, "Arrrgh matey, thar be a fine group of water cooling accessories". Okay, I didn't actually say that, but I missed out on National Talk Like a Pirate Day and wanted to make up for it.

Our trilogy consists of the AquaBay M1 Liquid Level and Flow Indicator, the AquaBay M2 Liquid Tank and the AquaBay M3 12cm Radiator. We will cover all three in this and upcoming reviews, but today we will concentrate on the M1.

The Package

The outer package was only slightly scrunchified by oafish parcel trolls. The contents arrived unscathed, protected no doubt by the magic pink peanuts inside the outer box. Inside a nicely designed package the M1 is snuggly nestled in protective foam.