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Post by gathera on Feb 25, 2018 5:22:22 GMT -5
It was a magnificent creature bearing vibrant mottle subtle shadings of mauve. The color now was fading as the great worm lay dead. Such a pity really. Of course, what could the village do but kill the rampaging worm. Still it was a real shame to have such creature slain. It diminished Toril.
There was of course insistent bickering over it was so and so fault, I warned you. Really what utter tripe spews out of the mouths of so many. I suspect the commotion of Shiv’s execution drew the great beasts. The vibration and hum of the throngs gathered for a bit of the crowns blood sport. The beast likely thought it all was some great herd of game to be devoured. The worms had an incessant hunger at least this little one did. Rats keep its hunger pangs at bay, well for now. No, a new home would be needed and soon. The great woods I thought. Simple enough for one such as myself to travel there. Really the blink of an eye. If all went well.
I had gathered up several rats and drugged them. They would remain deep in slumber until that ever hungry purple larva sank its razor sharp teeth into them. A few first meals for the little one. After that it would be up to the fates. It would live and thrive or it would not but that was how it should be anyway. The world needs its monsters, those wolves at the door.
Thank you to DM Hawk for a little fun tonight!
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