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<blockquote data-quote="talien" data-source="post: 3669266" data-attributes="member: 3285"><p><strong>Grains of Sand - Part 8: The Spawn of Tizzhet</strong></p><p></p><p>Writhing purple tentacles with no discernable body strained and struggled to drag a bloated mass into the room. </p><p></p><p>Kham gaped in the midst of bending down to pick up his last pistol. It was an eldritch horror the subject of nightmares. The purple tentacles, slick with slime and marbled with red veins, pulsed and writhed as the creature pulled its bulk towards it prey with terrifying speed.</p><p></p><p>“Kham, look out!”</p><p></p><p>Quintus slammed Kham out of the way just as a tentacle lashed out, arrayed with triple rows of suction cups. It wrapped around Quintus’ legs with terrifying strength.</p><p></p><p>Quintus hacked at the thing, but another tentacle shot out and grabbed him by the head. “Use the neck—“ was all he got out before slime foamed over his mouth. The thing lifted Quintus up like a rag doll and dangled him overhead.</p><p></p><p>“A Spawn of Tizzhet!” Beldin skidded into the room. “It must have been awakened by the glowing tiles!”</p><p></p><p>“Spawn of whozit?” asked Kham.</p><p></p><p>“Tizzhet of the Many Limbs, an ancient being from the far realms,” said Ilmarė. She fired two arrows into it, but they melted and smoked in the acidic flesh of the thing.</p><p></p><p>“How do we stop it?” asked Vlad.</p><p></p><p>Kham dove to the side as more greedy tentacles grasped for him. What was it Quintus was trying to tell him? Use the neck what?</p><p></p><p>Upside down, Quintus’ flesh was seared red from the acid where the tentacles were gnawing away at him. Smoke spiraled from where it touched his armor. And Kham had made fun of him for wearing his lorica segmentata in the desert. It sharply contrasted with the necklace he attacked the…</p><p></p><p>The necklace!</p><p></p><p>Kham hopped over another tentacle swipe and snatched the necklace off of Quintus’ throat. It came apart easily, weakened by the acid from the Spawn’s tentacles. Two globes were left. They would have to do.</p><p></p><p>He tore both globes from the necklace and hurled them into the hulking starfish-like monstrosity. With frightening speed, two tentacles snatched them out of the air.</p><p></p><p>Kham dove to the ground and put his hands over his ears. “Everyone down!”</p><p></p><p>By now, his companions knew better than to question Kham warning of an impending explosion. Vlad and Beldin hunkered down behind their shields. Ilmarė stood behind them, biting her lip.</p><p></p><p>There was a small flash inside the Spawn. A shockwave rippled through its body, causing all the tentacles to grotesquely shudder. Some acid seeped from its many mouths. </p><p></p><p>The second explosion was much larger. A bright yellow and red blast, muted by the body of the Spawn, ballooned inside of it for a split second—then it burst free, spewing gibbets of purple and red gore in every direction. </p><p></p><p>Ilmarė ran over to Quintus. He lay in a heap of smoking flesh. The elorii placed both hands upon him. A whispered plea to the spirits of the air, and Quintus’ eyes fluttered open.</p><p></p><p>Kham wandered over, having finally found his last pistol in the mess. “He okay?” </p><p></p><p>“He’ll live,” Ilmarė sad softly. She wiped some ichor away from Quintus’ face, which was covered in red splotches. </p><p></p><p>“Oh yeah.” Kham dug out the box from his coat and tossed it onto Quintus’ chest. “Here’s the box you were looking for.”</p></blockquote><p></p>
[QUOTE="talien, post: 3669266, member: 3285"] [b]Grains of Sand - Part 8: The Spawn of Tizzhet[/b] Writhing purple tentacles with no discernable body strained and struggled to drag a bloated mass into the room. Kham gaped in the midst of bending down to pick up his last pistol. It was an eldritch horror the subject of nightmares. The purple tentacles, slick with slime and marbled with red veins, pulsed and writhed as the creature pulled its bulk towards it prey with terrifying speed. “Kham, look out!” Quintus slammed Kham out of the way just as a tentacle lashed out, arrayed with triple rows of suction cups. It wrapped around Quintus’ legs with terrifying strength. Quintus hacked at the thing, but another tentacle shot out and grabbed him by the head. “Use the neck—“ was all he got out before slime foamed over his mouth. The thing lifted Quintus up like a rag doll and dangled him overhead. “A Spawn of Tizzhet!” Beldin skidded into the room. “It must have been awakened by the glowing tiles!” “Spawn of whozit?” asked Kham. “Tizzhet of the Many Limbs, an ancient being from the far realms,” said Ilmarė. She fired two arrows into it, but they melted and smoked in the acidic flesh of the thing. “How do we stop it?” asked Vlad. Kham dove to the side as more greedy tentacles grasped for him. What was it Quintus was trying to tell him? Use the neck what? Upside down, Quintus’ flesh was seared red from the acid where the tentacles were gnawing away at him. Smoke spiraled from where it touched his armor. And Kham had made fun of him for wearing his lorica segmentata in the desert. It sharply contrasted with the necklace he attacked the… The necklace! Kham hopped over another tentacle swipe and snatched the necklace off of Quintus’ throat. It came apart easily, weakened by the acid from the Spawn’s tentacles. Two globes were left. They would have to do. He tore both globes from the necklace and hurled them into the hulking starfish-like monstrosity. With frightening speed, two tentacles snatched them out of the air. Kham dove to the ground and put his hands over his ears. “Everyone down!” By now, his companions knew better than to question Kham warning of an impending explosion. Vlad and Beldin hunkered down behind their shields. Ilmarė stood behind them, biting her lip. There was a small flash inside the Spawn. A shockwave rippled through its body, causing all the tentacles to grotesquely shudder. Some acid seeped from its many mouths. The second explosion was much larger. A bright yellow and red blast, muted by the body of the Spawn, ballooned inside of it for a split second—then it burst free, spewing gibbets of purple and red gore in every direction. Ilmarė ran over to Quintus. He lay in a heap of smoking flesh. The elorii placed both hands upon him. A whispered plea to the spirits of the air, and Quintus’ eyes fluttered open. Kham wandered over, having finally found his last pistol in the mess. “He okay?” “He’ll live,” Ilmarė sad softly. She wiped some ichor away from Quintus’ face, which was covered in red splotches. “Oh yeah.” Kham dug out the box from his coat and tossed it onto Quintus’ chest. “Here’s the box you were looking for.” [/QUOTE]
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