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by waysoftheearth » Sun Jun 13, 2010 1:53 am
waysoftheearth wrote:
The Hobgoblins, being cruel things by nature, idly discuss the forms of torment they look forward to visiting on Flewellen.
"I'd luv ta pull 'is fingernails," says one, with a rough chuckle.
"Oww luvely, yesss," agrees the other dreamily, "An' then we cud take a few ov 'is teeth -- that always getsss a ssscream, ha ha," they both laugh their gritty laughs.
"'Ere look!" says the first, "'Eess fallin' asleep!"
"Can't 'av that now, can wee?" growls the second, and jabs Flewellen painfully in the ribs with his spear-point so that he squirms in his bonds.
Both enjoy their little game heartily, and their captive's sorry lot continues on this way for what seems like hours...
[f=32]
Golgildir the Elf Medium (MV 12", AC 9, HD 1, hp 1/1, AL N) great cloak,
lantern; spells: color spray; scrolls: sleep, sleep, charm person
Hirelings: Georges;
torch[/f]