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Message: <blockquote data-quote="BLACKDIRGE" data-source="post: 751933" data-attributes="member: 1953">Here it is the final chapter in the latest Grummok installment. Enjoy all the tasty vileness.<img src="https://cdn.jsdelivr.net/joypixels/assets/8.0/png/unicode/64/1f600.png" class="smilie smilie--emoji" loading="lazy" width="64" height="64" alt=":D" title="Big grin    :D"  data-smilie="8"data-shortname=":D" /> **************************************************Hunger Part IIIThe beast that was Madame Hunnek waddled forward on elephantine legs, its breath rasping through the nightmarish abattoir of its mouth, stubby arms outstretched to enfold Grummok in a final lethal embrace. Grummok, momentarily stunned with the horrific realization of the beast’s identity suddenly remembered the bow he held and his purpose for seeking out Madame Hunnek. The gargoyle could scarcely imagine what sort of atrocities Hek had been subjected to under the ministration of such a being. Grummok shot Madame Hunnek as she lurched forward, snapping off three arrows in rapid succession. Each arrow pierced her swollen flabby body with a flash of blue light and she howled in pain and outrage. Black ichor oozed from the arrow wounds to mingle with the mucus like slime that covered Hunnek’s body, but Grummok knew that the wounds were only superficial. Hunnek had closed within twenty feet of Grummok her eyes smoldering with rage and hunger, the three arrows jutting from her flesh were nothing more than a petty annoyance, failing to pierce the layers of fat that swathed her body and damage anything vital. Grummok was hurriedly nocking another arrow to his bow when Hunnek launched a ranged attack of her own. Leaning forward and stretching her mouth wide she voided a great gout of vomit in a disgusting stream of bile and half digested flesh. Grummok, unprepared for such an attack, dropped to the ground and rolled away from the stream barely avoiding the horrendous substance. Drops of the sickening fluid struck the gargoyle’s skin as he rolled burning like liquid fire and leaving deep-pitted scars in Grummok's stony integument. The reek that arose from the voided bile and flesh covered the immediate area in a greenish cloud of noxious gas. Grummok could barely breathe from the stink and beat his wings frantically to push the terrible stench away from his body. Grummok’s wings managed to keep the gas at bay but did nothing to deter Madam Hunnek who came barreling through the noxious cloud, mouth agape. Grummok tried to bring his bow up and fire at the charging behemoth but it was nocked from his grasp as Hunnek’s titanic body slammed into him, knocking the gargoyle prone. Madam Hunnek pounced like a great fleshy cat upon the supine gargoyle pinning him beneath her mammoth bulk and lowering her great maw to end his struggling.Grummok was pinned but far from helpless and his teeth were just as lethal as Madame Hunnek's. As Hunnek lowered her head Grummok brought his own up and under her chin latching onto the folds of flesh hanging from her neck. The gargoyle sank his needle-like teeth through layer upon layer of fat almost gagging on the acrid taste of Madame Hunnek’s foul blood. Hunnek loosed an ear-splitting screech as Grummok chewed into her neck and rose from the floor freeing the gargoyle's arms and legs. Freed from underneath Hunnek's mass, Grummok brought his taloned hands and feet up latching onto Hunnek with every appendage while she writhed in agony attempting to dislodge the dogged gargoyle. Grummok chewed through the layers of Madame Hunnek' flesh, clinging tenaciously with every ounce of strength he could muster while she pounded on his body with her massive fists. Despite the pain and Hunnek’s shaking Grummok could not be dislodged and his efforts were rewarded by the warm arterial flood of her severed carotid as his teeth finally cleared the layers of protective fat around her neck. The strength of Hunnek’s flailings immediately flagged and Grummok felt her knees buckle but still he clung, his teeth plowing an ever widening wound into her flesh. Finally the last of Hunnek’s vitality fled her mortally wounded body and she collapsed to the ground with a meaty thud, Grummok perched on top of her colossal corpse. Grummok unlocked his jaws from Hunnek’s neck, stumbled away from her bloated body, fell to his knees and spewed the contents of his stomach onto the cracked stone floor in one giant heave. When the gargoyle had recovered he got shakily to his feet wiping vomit and what remained of Hunnek's foul smelling blood from his mouth. Grummok stared at Hunnek’s inert form unable to comprehend what could have brought on such a transformation. He surmised that this temple and the blasphemous deity it was connected with surely had something to do with Hunnek's bizarre transfiguration. The clerics of Lolth would be very interested to hear that an unsanctioned temple to an unknown deity lay just beneath their feet. Grummok felt sure that the fervent servants of Lolth would see to the destruction of this unholy place and by doing so put an end to the Fairer Flesh brothel. His thirst for vengeance slaked at last, Grummok removed a torch from one of the many sconces lining the temple wall and gathering up his bow retreated from Madame Hunnek’s temple back into the darkness from which he came.</blockquote>

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