Meanwhile - back in the cave...
The critters crawled and wriggled across the ceiling towards us like giant questing translucent fingers full of malice and teeth. We scrambled back towards the cavern entrance... Aaahnult throwing the slimy half dead Cola over his beefy shoulders while Batman barked at the oncoming wormfest bravely... well... slowly backing towards the entrance with his chest puffed out and some extra drool spraying about as he barked for good measure.
The crawly menace that has swallowed Abe was now at the back of the pack of monsters no doubt savoring it's dinner who had now stopped struggling and was looking at us through its slimy hide from the inside as he rapidly started to dissolve. I'm not sure if Abe was already gone from pain or lack of oxygen but he still managed to fix us with a look of contempt... well... at least before his eyes dissolved. I kinda wish he'd stop glowing like that!
As if we didn't have enough problems in the cave with the crawly critters trying to eat us..... suddenly a terrible howl echoed into the cave from OUTSIDE... like a thousand people had suddenly been given atomic wedgie of epic and unwelcomely invasive proportions.
So here we are in full retreat, with wounded and one lost soul... back peddling into some other sort of trouble! What the hell is going on outside with Jeem Bo!
I reached down and picked up Abe's book of magic... as my fingertips brushed it's weathered leather binding, black spidery arcs of energy reached out to me. Oooh... warm and fuzzy. I'm lost in the moment...
When I come back out of it...that warm and fuzzy moment... there's a crawler's oozy toothy maw of nastiness bearing down on me as the others back out the cave door...
I open the book to a random page - or did i?.... the book's open and the words are reading themselves into my head...
*Atomic : no idea what that word means... that Mr Glock fruitloop back at my castle used to use it when he was talking about beer steins, knickers and apples. I got the feeling it meant big. Damn foreigners.
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Thursday, January 11, 2007
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Ahh, the book has it's own mind! I guess it will want to save itself, never mind the rest of the party though...
Well... one could argue that saving his own skin has always been top of the list of things to do for Lord Falconburger anyway ;-)
Poor Abe - he's dissolved away... he's probably transferred his spirit to the book coz he know the lazy bunch of adventurers he's with wont save his mortal body...means he'll have to score himself a new one...
How many times is this going to happen? How many bodies has he had to swap now? Just can't seem to remember, it's been so often...
Abe? Abe who? He died in a big worm. Lets not mourn his death, but rejoice that my Lord has the book now!
The book, it chose him. And why not? He is by far the most handsome person to care for it after all.
The guild should never be too far from his side, for when they aren't basking his wholesome glow, he will protect them.
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