"This is all your fault you realize that right." We were hanging up side down by chains. Mordere had been stripped of his firearms, I still had my magic, but was dealing with paralysis in parts of my body which had me cautious to use it.
"I fail to see how this is my fault." We'd been dragged under my shop by the snot creature (seriously it looked like a lump of snot with teeth, where its eyes were, were beyond me). I could see from discarded corpses around it had been feeding on them, which made its request for pastries all the weirder.
"You couldn't see past an allusion to know this creature was nearby and attempting to get you to feed it, now we are about to be eaten by it."
"Well sure when you say it like that it seems I might possibly bear fault for this." There was a large bonfire in the middle which I assumed was to cook us. It did explain why my shop always smelled like smoke, I just assumed Nidget had taken up smoking a lot while I was gone. I make a lot of dumb assumptions.
"Well don't keep me waiting magic us out of this."
"I can't like wag a finger and solve our problems Mordere, magic doesn't work like that." Ordinarily, I mean magic has worked like that for some people, I am not one of those people.
"Trezlan I'm pretyt sure he intends on eating us."
"I'm pretty sure if you keep talking it has ears and can hear us." Mordere looked at me with scorn, such scorn! I tell you for someone who has one dead eye he can stare through you with the ferocity of two. After giving me a proper eyeball hating moment Mordere started to go into a trance. Which left me to just stare at the booger as it continued to work on something. I mean its back was to us, I have no idea what it was doing, but the sounds alone were giving me cause for alarm I don't mind telling you. Thankfully I was a few minutes away from Mordere saving us both, unthankfully I was a few minutes away from Mordere forcing me to do something I didn't want to do.
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