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Meanwhile, back at the temple...
"Oh dear," the priest whispered as he lay eyes upon the writhing mass in the big man's muscled arms.
A low growl came from behind Rokelsh. He'd forgotten about Dyspeer, Shaimon Hu'u's loyal companion. He'd set the wolf to watch Rokelsh's back, and he'd stuck with him like glue since. Rokelsh saw the wolf's hackles raise, and the snarl form on his frothing mouth, and he knew that it was over; the halfling was gone, transformed into this hideous beast he held now in his arms.
As the realization struck him, the newly born chaos beast lashed out with a pseudopod, striking the priest solidly in the face. His horrified scream filled the church, echoed by the many children watching from the doorway. He raised his hands to the scratch on his face, his eyes wide in terror as the thing slithers from Rokelsh's grasp and falls splat on the floor.
"Desecrater! What blaspheme have you brought into this temple?" The priest shuffled backwards and stumbled over himself, landing hard on the floor.
Now free of Rokelsh's grasp, the filthy aberration moves closer to the helpless man.
"Oh dear," the priest whispered as he lay eyes upon the writhing mass in the big man's muscled arms.
A low growl came from behind Rokelsh. He'd forgotten about Dyspeer, Shaimon Hu'u's loyal companion. He'd set the wolf to watch Rokelsh's back, and he'd stuck with him like glue since. Rokelsh saw the wolf's hackles raise, and the snarl form on his frothing mouth, and he knew that it was over; the halfling was gone, transformed into this hideous beast he held now in his arms.
As the realization struck him, the newly born chaos beast lashed out with a pseudopod, striking the priest solidly in the face. His horrified scream filled the church, echoed by the many children watching from the doorway. He raised his hands to the scratch on his face, his eyes wide in terror as the thing slithers from Rokelsh's grasp and falls splat on the floor.
"Desecrater! What blaspheme have you brought into this temple?" The priest shuffled backwards and stumbled over himself, landing hard on the floor.
Now free of Rokelsh's grasp, the filthy aberration moves closer to the helpless man.