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Message: <blockquote data-quote="talien" data-source="post: 4429526" data-attributes="member: 3285">A Walk in the Park: Part 2b – The Encounter by the Canal“Those tentacles won’t stop me, Quelch!” shouted Kham.  “You’re running out of tricks!” He tumbled and flipped past the squirming wall of black limbs, landing right next to the antiques dealer.“Manus de Colubra!” shouted Quelch.  His arms warped and undulated, transforming into hissing snakes. It was enough to even give Kham pause.Talon smacked one of the snakeheads as it darted towards Kham’s head. There was a sharp pain in his thigh as the other mouth connected.  He smashed the hilt of his scimitar into the snakehead and it let go.The burning sensation burrowed its way up his thigh.  Poison!“Where’s Coombs, you son of a bitch?” snarled Kham.  He took a staggering step forward.  “I’ll kill you!”The snake arms bobbed and weaved, looking for an opening.  Quelch knew it was only a matter of time until the poison took effect. “Kill me? All because Coombs blew up Freeport?”“He killed…” Kham wavered. He was having problems focusing. “He killed…my father.”“No,” sneered Quelch.  “You killed your father. One does not leave the vassalage of the King in Yellow lightly.”  The arms rose up—A crossbow bolt jutted from Quelch’s forehead.  Even such a killing blow only stunned him, causing him to slip backwards.  He disappeared off the side of bridge.Kham dropped Talon and stumbled over to the edge.  Both of Quelch’s unnatural arms hung by their teeth, clinging to the bridge as the cold water dragged at him. “Don’t let him go, Kham!” shouted Dril.  “We need him!”Kham looked down at Quelch, vision blurred by rage and tears. Slowly, he took a pistol out. “Kham!” shouted Beldin.  “Put down the pistol down!  Throw it away!”Quelch glared up at Kham.  “It’s surprising how easily one can purchase information from the men in your Society.”“What did you say?” asked Kham.“I don’t know what it’s like to have a loving father,” said Quelch.  “He seemed like a good man.  But that wasn’t enough to save him, was it?”The pistol trembled in Kham’s hand as he brought the barrel to point at Quelch’s forehead.  “Kham, listen to me,” said Dril.  “Don’t do this. He’s our only link to Coombs.”There was a millisecond pause.  Kham changed the angle of fire.BLAM!He blew one of Quelch’s arms to pieces in a splattering explosion.Quelch screamed, his left arm flapping uselessly.  The one good snakehead still clung to the bridge.Kham aimed again and shot Quelch in the leg.  Quelch shrieked, rolling, incapable of letting go of the bridge. Kham shot Quelch in the other arm.  He spasmed, wrenching as the flesh tore and snapped.  Still gurgling in pain, Quelch disappeared into the waters. “I know where his house is,” slurred Kham.  Before they could say anything else, he left.The tentacles retracted into the ground.  Sebastian blinked and sat straight up. Vlad was free.  Quelch’s curses were fleeting in their efficacy, but his words were far more painful.“We’d better catch up with him before he hurts himself,” said Sebastian.</blockquote>

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