(wow... feels like old times almost :P)
Gabbagi could only feel the all consuming emotion of fear, it gripped at his very core and chilled his blood. Emotionally shaken to the brink of hysteria, he gave into his legs' desire to flee, disappearing into the misty fog, leaving the others behind to face the terror that was the Draggawocky.
No sooner had he gotten into the clear, significantly far from the Draggawocky, when something BIG and HARD collided with his face... knocking the hapless shapeshifter off his already weak legs. He hit the ground with a sickening thud, reverting Gabbagi back to his true, crimson skinned form.
IM:
Bouregard...
"Well well well... look who it is. Our little buddy... Gabbagi." came a deep baritone of a voice as it's source kicked against the shifter's arm. The towering demonic ogre-ish thug leaned over and grabbed Gabbagi by the throat, effortlessly lifting his former compatriot into the air.
Suddenly, darkness swept over them, and seemed to move and shift... collecting in one spot till only the two of them were shrouded in it's menacing embrace. Then came those eyes... those dark red eyes... penetrating his very being with their merciless glare.
"I see you've earned some new friends Gabbagi... though I'm sure they don't think too highly of you now." came his taunting and sharpy voice, the eyes narrowing into slits.
"Yeah... like ow sum of us dun think too highly of those who FAIL ther missions!" growled Bouregard, punching the helpless shapeshifter in the stomach with his free hand. Gabbagi felt the wind flee from his lungs as his body wanted to vomit his intestines right then and there... but couldn't.
Drakhurn wrapped his shadowy tendrils around his former minion's body. His face shot right up into Gabbagi's own, till they were eye-to-eye.
"Weak and cowardly... as always. I'm surprised you didn't flee from those three sooner. I think the rabbit creature has taken a liking to you. Course... probably not now... if ever again." came Drakhurn, the sneering almost visible.
"Whattawe gonna do boss? Leave 'im ere or feed 'im to the 'Wocky? Course... after it's done wit' 'is friends." came Bouregard.
"I think we'll be... merciful... just this once. I mean... while he DID fail to lead the half-elf's friends into that trap... he DID manage to, unwittingly, divert their course. So I think... that little Gabbagi here... should be left to ponder on how he'll survive after the ceremony. That and knowing the fact that he pretty much sealed his new friends doom." said Drakhurn, relinquishing his hold on Gabbagi.
"Yeah... e practly fed em to da 'Wocky." chuckled Bouregard, as he threw the weakened and numb Gabbagi onto the ground.
"Seems you're nothing but a dismall failure Gabbagi. I... worry... about your future after this day. So should you." said Drakhurn as he motioned for his personal goon to follow, leaving the wounded shifter lying there... a quivering heap.
(Thanks you guys... means alot to me that you're still willing to stick by me even after all of this. I'll post the draggawocky battle beginning later on.)
Edited by: Ash Fanrico at: 2/6/06 3:28