[PRP] Interloper (Fairy Court)
Posted: Sun Aug 16, 2020 4:32 pm
[imgleft]https://matope.pixel-blueberry.com/imag ... uncert.png[/imgleft]Boar had been frequenting the Fairy Court’s long and lavish summer banquets the whole season, and every time he visited them, he deftly made off with far more than his -already formidable - share. He simply assumed the tribe were simple minded idiots who didn’t deserve the good fortune of inhabiting a plentiful territory and that he might as well be the one to part them with their excess before someone else did. He hadn’t expected to come up against any sort of resistance.
And yet, in the middle of gorging himself silly on berries at the largest banquet yet, he’d found himself woozy and before he could stop it, completely unconscious. He staggered and fell in distress and his pets scattered to find assistance.
That was the last thing he remembered.
When he stirred awake, it was in a cool dark cavern, where he struggled to make out the shape of anything around him. His bones hurt almost as much as his pounding head, and as he stirred, he realised that his legs were all firmly bound with what seemed to be dried and sturdy vines.
He snarled, baring his razor-sharp teeth as he fought against his bindings.
“Oh, don’t struggle so much.” Came a drawling serpentine sort of voice. “You won’t get free, I made sure to bind you up properly, you are an exceptionally large sort of Totoma. Strange too. A mutant.”
The speaker stepped into view, his hide sparse of fur and shining oddly in the dark. He too had sharp teeth, though smaller and neater than Boar’s. Boar had to assume he was an Acha, but it was an Acha as twisted as any sin-weed touched creature he’d ever run into.
“You’ve been stealing from the fairies.” Be Seeing You said, narrowing his slitted eyes.
“And now I have this additional burden. We need to decide how to get rid of you. We don’t look kindly upon pests.”
He turned his slender and serpentine head to another kin who’d just been called into the caverns.
“You were stationed where this wretch was thieving. What have you to say about this?”
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And yet, in the middle of gorging himself silly on berries at the largest banquet yet, he’d found himself woozy and before he could stop it, completely unconscious. He staggered and fell in distress and his pets scattered to find assistance.
That was the last thing he remembered.
When he stirred awake, it was in a cool dark cavern, where he struggled to make out the shape of anything around him. His bones hurt almost as much as his pounding head, and as he stirred, he realised that his legs were all firmly bound with what seemed to be dried and sturdy vines.
He snarled, baring his razor-sharp teeth as he fought against his bindings.
“Oh, don’t struggle so much.” Came a drawling serpentine sort of voice. “You won’t get free, I made sure to bind you up properly, you are an exceptionally large sort of Totoma. Strange too. A mutant.”
The speaker stepped into view, his hide sparse of fur and shining oddly in the dark. He too had sharp teeth, though smaller and neater than Boar’s. Boar had to assume he was an Acha, but it was an Acha as twisted as any sin-weed touched creature he’d ever run into.
“You’ve been stealing from the fairies.” Be Seeing You said, narrowing his slitted eyes.
“And now I have this additional burden. We need to decide how to get rid of you. We don’t look kindly upon pests.”
He turned his slender and serpentine head to another kin who’d just been called into the caverns.
“You were stationed where this wretch was thieving. What have you to say about this?”
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