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<blockquote data-quote="talien" data-source="post: 4364080" data-attributes="member: 3285"><p><strong>Cold Visitor: Part 6a – Going After Suven</strong></p><p></p><p>Orgun led the way, with two other soldiers and two dogs. The dogs seemed nervous, barking occasionally at the Green Griffon soldiers.</p><p></p><p>“We’re lucky.” Orgun kneeled in the snow, his blue eyes taking in every inch of the ground before him. “There hasn’t been that much snowfall since Suven disappeared. I can see his tracks. And that of something else.”</p><p></p><p>“What kind of something else?” asked Vlad.</p><p></p><p>“The tracks appear to be that of a large creature dragging itself along the ground,” said Orgun. “It uses muscle contractions.”</p><p></p><p>“Like a worm,” added Dril.</p><p></p><p>“Yeah,” said Orgun, frowning up at Dril. “Like a worm. The creature was pulling Suven behind it.” He pointed out a series of red spatters in the snow. “Looks like he didn’t give up without a fight.”</p><p></p><p>“Wait a minute.” Beldin looked over his shoulder and back at the blood spattered trail. “We’re doubling back towards the camp.” </p><p></p><p>“There!” Ilmarė pointed. </p><p></p><p>Suven was only wearing parts of his heavy cold weather gear, drenched in blood. He walked with a lurching gait. </p><p></p><p>“Suven?” asked Orgun. “Are you okay?”</p><p></p><p>Suven turned. His face looked partially melted, one eye dribbling down towards his upper lip. “Hhhheeeeeelp mmmmeeeee,” he wailed.</p><p></p><p>“I don’t like this.” Dril drew his scimitar and dagger. “Be ready for any sign of—“</p><p></p><p>The dogs started barking loudly. Dril turned just in time to see two soldiers erupt into a shower of tentacles, their upper bodies lost in the morass of yellow tendrils. </p><p></p><p>“Trap!” shouted Beldin. The dwarf pulled his axe from off of his back, just in time to hack away tentacles that speared toward his face. </p><p></p><p>Vlad dove to the ground to avoid another forest of tentacles. When he rolled to his feet, he held sword and shield before him.</p><p></p><p>Ilmarė drew her bow. “Somebody might want to watch Suven,” she said.</p><p></p><p>Suven was hunched over. Orgun took a tentative step toward him, hand outstretched. Then Suven’s body reared backwards, and a shower of what looked like wet, dun-colored intestines blasted towards the Lieutenant. </p><p></p><p>Ilmarė fired two arrows into the thing-that-was-Suven, but they disappeared into the morass of tentacles and limbs. </p><p></p><p>One of the dogs yelped as it was lifted up and then smashed repeatedly into the ground. The other dog continued to bark.</p><p></p><p>Vlad skidded backwards as more tentacles reached hungrily around his shield. He hacked to his left and right, keeping them at bay but making little progress in harming the things.</p><p></p><p>Another dog yelped as tentacles snared it around its midsection. With a loud crack, the dog stopped struggling. Then, like a lover’s embrace, the tentacle began to pulse into the dog, spewing yellow tatters onto the animal’s corpse.</p><p></p><p>Beldin wasn’t much better off. The dwarf blocked every attack and then hacked at each new tentacle that struck, but for every severed, wiggling extremity, a new one took its place.</p><p></p><p>Orgun struggled, his hands clawing desperately at his face. He pleaded desperately with Vlad through his eyes alone, bulging in terror as the monster began pumping its own flesh into him.</p><p></p><p>“We’ve got to get to Suven!” shouted Vlad. He redoubled his efforts, hacking back with more ferocity at one of the soldier-things.</p><p></p><p>Dril alone held his own against the remaining creature. With the advantage of two blades, he became a whirling cyclone of steel, hacking limb after limb as the probing tentacles sought a weakness. Dril slowly closed with the creature and then kneeled to the ground with both arms crossed. He snapped his weapons apart, and in a clean scissoring motion, the tentacled thing slid into two separate sections of yellow entrails. </p><p></p><p>Tentacles snaked around Dril’s head but snapped backwards in pain as Beldin hurled a throwing axe at the second thing. </p><p></p><p>With the creature momentarily distracted, Vlad leaped forward and hacked the dripping umbilical of tentacles between Suven and Orgun. Orgun fell back into the snow, his face indistinguishable from the entrails that engulfed him.</p><p></p><p>“Got it!” shouted Vlad over his shoulder. “Ilmarė, we need your voice!”</p><p></p><p>But Ilmarė was silent, struggling mutely with yellow strands wrapped around her mouth and throat.</p></blockquote><p></p>
[QUOTE="talien, post: 4364080, member: 3285"] [b]Cold Visitor: Part 6a – Going After Suven[/b] Orgun led the way, with two other soldiers and two dogs. The dogs seemed nervous, barking occasionally at the Green Griffon soldiers. “We’re lucky.” Orgun kneeled in the snow, his blue eyes taking in every inch of the ground before him. “There hasn’t been that much snowfall since Suven disappeared. I can see his tracks. And that of something else.” “What kind of something else?” asked Vlad. “The tracks appear to be that of a large creature dragging itself along the ground,” said Orgun. “It uses muscle contractions.” “Like a worm,” added Dril. “Yeah,” said Orgun, frowning up at Dril. “Like a worm. The creature was pulling Suven behind it.” He pointed out a series of red spatters in the snow. “Looks like he didn’t give up without a fight.” “Wait a minute.” Beldin looked over his shoulder and back at the blood spattered trail. “We’re doubling back towards the camp.” “There!” Ilmarė pointed. Suven was only wearing parts of his heavy cold weather gear, drenched in blood. He walked with a lurching gait. “Suven?” asked Orgun. “Are you okay?” Suven turned. His face looked partially melted, one eye dribbling down towards his upper lip. “Hhhheeeeeelp mmmmeeeee,” he wailed. “I don’t like this.” Dril drew his scimitar and dagger. “Be ready for any sign of—“ The dogs started barking loudly. Dril turned just in time to see two soldiers erupt into a shower of tentacles, their upper bodies lost in the morass of yellow tendrils. “Trap!” shouted Beldin. The dwarf pulled his axe from off of his back, just in time to hack away tentacles that speared toward his face. Vlad dove to the ground to avoid another forest of tentacles. When he rolled to his feet, he held sword and shield before him. Ilmarė drew her bow. “Somebody might want to watch Suven,” she said. Suven was hunched over. Orgun took a tentative step toward him, hand outstretched. Then Suven’s body reared backwards, and a shower of what looked like wet, dun-colored intestines blasted towards the Lieutenant. Ilmarė fired two arrows into the thing-that-was-Suven, but they disappeared into the morass of tentacles and limbs. One of the dogs yelped as it was lifted up and then smashed repeatedly into the ground. The other dog continued to bark. Vlad skidded backwards as more tentacles reached hungrily around his shield. He hacked to his left and right, keeping them at bay but making little progress in harming the things. Another dog yelped as tentacles snared it around its midsection. With a loud crack, the dog stopped struggling. Then, like a lover’s embrace, the tentacle began to pulse into the dog, spewing yellow tatters onto the animal’s corpse. Beldin wasn’t much better off. The dwarf blocked every attack and then hacked at each new tentacle that struck, but for every severed, wiggling extremity, a new one took its place. Orgun struggled, his hands clawing desperately at his face. He pleaded desperately with Vlad through his eyes alone, bulging in terror as the monster began pumping its own flesh into him. “We’ve got to get to Suven!” shouted Vlad. He redoubled his efforts, hacking back with more ferocity at one of the soldier-things. Dril alone held his own against the remaining creature. With the advantage of two blades, he became a whirling cyclone of steel, hacking limb after limb as the probing tentacles sought a weakness. Dril slowly closed with the creature and then kneeled to the ground with both arms crossed. He snapped his weapons apart, and in a clean scissoring motion, the tentacled thing slid into two separate sections of yellow entrails. Tentacles snaked around Dril’s head but snapped backwards in pain as Beldin hurled a throwing axe at the second thing. With the creature momentarily distracted, Vlad leaped forward and hacked the dripping umbilical of tentacles between Suven and Orgun. Orgun fell back into the snow, his face indistinguishable from the entrails that engulfed him. “Got it!” shouted Vlad over his shoulder. “Ilmarė, we need your voice!” But Ilmarė was silent, struggling mutely with yellow strands wrapped around her mouth and throat. [/QUOTE]
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