*the tavern below the city Across from the Were rat nest lays Dark and empty the Basalisk Dead on the floor next to a Few Statues that were once men.. on the Wall Tied just above the small Pool of Water Rest Four Tied up Hobgoblins a Gag over their mouth their arms Chained to the wall.*
*a Croak Echos Through the Chamber as heavy footsteps echo on the stone floor. a large Blue Figure appearing Before the gobinoids*
*soon a smaller Hooded Figure Walks up besides the large blue resting a hand on its Shoulder*
Ahh it looks like The War cheif has provided what he said he would .*he Croaks a laugh under his hood as he stares out at the goblins*
*the Goblins panick as they kick their Feet Against the Walls Trying with all effort to Escape*
now now There wont be any of that today. it is a honor to be with us. a honor to gain our Strength and Submit to chaos *he cackeld again his Croak filling the room* now blue. get to it just a Scratch or Two Each and it should be inuff
*the cloaked figure motioned an arm and the large blue slaad thumped closer to the Goblins sliding its large Clawed hands over the Goblins Chests .. letting blood Drip Free. yet not inuff to kill them*
You can Eat the fourth.. a gift for you *the Three goblins Groaned in pain as they bleed. the large blue slaad Grabbing the last and yanking it Free from the wall. its hands Ripped from its Sockets as blood dripped free tainting the water below. The blue Slaad Then Chomped into the goblin Blood running across its flesh*
---*the loud Croak like laugh would Echo Through the Sewers. that night. the walls Carrying it Far off from its origin the were Rats a little less restless that night due to the fear of what lies across the hall*----
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