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Message: <blockquote data-quote="ejja_1" data-source="post: 1561924" data-attributes="member: 7880">The salty air and fishy smell made Zelaknia wriggle his nose in disgust, it reminded him of the Aboleth and their scum warriors back home.T'pau Rey hung lightly by his side, sending waves of energy which translated into mental pictures.He could see the target loading and cleaning some pistols, the background was a warehouse full of fish and other sea denizens.Zelaknia felt that he was close, he could see a small group of buildings over in the distance. His target was inside of one of them, of that he was sure.He double-checked that all of his weapons were primed and ready to go, he had quite the arsenal about him. 3 handguns, 2 submachineguns, an assault rifle borrowed from the swat team and some assorted hand grenades.Everything checked as ready, the sky was getting dark and that made Zelaknia comfortable. He would wait until darkness and spring his trap then, he could only succeed since failure was not an option.Tony heard the horn of a trawler, it blew 2 long clear notes. That meant his hunter had shown up on the docks. A shore bell in the first warehouse rang 4 short rings, giving Tony the signal he had been waiting for.He got up and moved to the loft stairs, whistling an old shoremans tune that signaled his friends to get ready. They had rigged the entire warehouse into one big trap, hopefully they would be able to surprise their enemy.Zelaknia scaled the sides of the warehouse, another trick provided by the blade at his side. He came to an open window hatch, and lowered himself into the rafters.The building was dark but moonlight filtered through the window, providing him with plenty of light to see by. A few dockworkers sat by the entrance smoking pipes and conversing between one another.Zelaknia levitated down to the floor, and crouched behind a couple of crates.He willed the blade to give him sight, and was rewarded with a picture of his prey snoozing comfortably in a hammock. He felt his presence behind him, and turned to see a room with the door slightly ajar.The Drow warrior smirked with delight as he drew T'pau Rey from it's sheath, the blade purred as they advanced upon Tony's position. It had tasted Tony's blood, but it really wished to devour his soul.The door opened without a sound, as he padded silently inside. The target was not moving, and his chest rose and fell as would a sleeping mans.Zelaknia advanced with caution, and rose up in striking form before Tony.The Drow warrior realized a little to late that his prey’s eyes were open, and that he was smiling. Tony fired almost point blank into Zelaknia's torso, the little 4-inch revolver lifted him up and sent him flying back into the wall.A throng of men rushed into the room and threw fishing nets over the Drow warrior’s prone body, ensnaring him in a large tangle of thread.They hooked the mess of nets to a hoist, and sent him into the air were he dangled like a bizarre yo yo.Black blood dripped from the strange mans chest, were one of the bullets had made it past his tactical vest. The wound seemed shallow though, and Tony paid it little heed. After all this was the man who had stuck a sword into his shoulder, so why should he provide him with any quarter?Tony waved his men out of the room, and sat back down on the hammock.He leveled the little revolver at his captive and spoke." So tell me, who sold you my contract? Was it Mr. Hong?"Zelaknia moaned as he felt his ribs had cracked when he had been shot.He spit a gob of bloody mucus on the floor." If I remember my language tutoring I believe the proper reply is get stuffed."Tony looked at him with amusement." I don’t really care who your working for, they should get the message when I send them your guts in a tube sock."Zelaknia coughed a rasping cough that turned into a giggle." And you plan on doing the cutting yourself I suppose?"Tony smiled." Naw we got a machine for that, in fact we have machines for just about anything. The one you’re going in shortly is used to fillet yellow fins, a dockhand fell into it once. It skinned him and then bisected him, and then it steamed his organs until they fell out of him. After that it beheaded him, and wrapped all the unnecessary parts up in a neat little plastic tube sock."Tony paused." You know the fellas and I, were kinda interested to see your insides. Being that you bleed black blood and all."Zelaknia Smiled coldly." Are you sure that’s what you want? Just to see what I’m made of?"The Drow warrior paused, and gave Tony a look that gave him chills." Then let me oblige you, in ways that you could never imagine."Zelaknias eyes rolled back into his head, and a gurgling noise came from his throat. He vomited a black stringy substance onto the floor below him, it began to eat through the netting that held him suspended.Tony whistled and his friends came back into the room, armed with a variety of fishing knives and a few machetes." When he hits the floor cut him up, well chum the harbor with him."The Drow warrior began to chant, blue tendrils of energy reached out from his hands and touched down in the black mess on the floor.The black goo bubbled and spat, it smelled of fowl rot and gore. Then with a pop, millions of tiny spiders the size of a dime scuttled from the mess.They headed towards the group of men, who stood there watching in horror as they engulfed the first man and skeletized him in seconds.Zelaknia screamed his laughter, as the spiders began to grow. They would continue to grow for everyman the consumed, until they were the size of small cars. Then they would burst and a million more spiders would be born each with the same insatiable hunger as the ones before them.The sword had spoken into his mind, using him to cast the spell. It had called it Lolths Boon, and the spell was now written in Zelaknias subconscious.He shifted slightly and his bonds broke, sending him to the floor were he landed with the grace of a cat.Tony fired his revolver at the Drow, but he sidestepped every shot with an unnatural quickness. Zelaknia turned and began to approach him as a frightened dockworker tried to cut him with a machete.The man screamed horribly as his chest was penetrated by the evil blade held in Zelaknias hand. And Tony almost screamed himself when he saw the man turn to ash and explode violently all over the room. Tony began to panic as he ran towards a window to escape the black man who hunted him. Zelaknia drew a pistol from his belt and fired a round into Tony’s leg, tripping him and sending him sprawling.The group of men had been unsuccessfully trying to stomp the spiders into the floor, and two more of them had ended up skeletons. The spiders had been reduced in number, but were now the size of small dogs.Zelaknia spoke to them in his native tongue, telling them to halt their advance. He then dropped the pistol he had shot Tony with, and approached the group of men sword drawn and at the ready." Show me human scum! Show me how you fight, come and take my life if you can!"The men looked at one another, and then the glowing blade that the enemy held out to them like a beckoning hand. As one they screamed and charged him, blades brandished and muscles taught.The Drow warrior smiled as they came like Roth to the slaughter, his blood sang the killing song as he engaged the men with certainty.</blockquote>

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