[Morgeruat]

Fire and Pain

The creature howled as the pain overtook it again. it's metabolism was unique, and sent great pain through the beast whenever it was not feeding. killing and rending flesh eased the pain, as did feasting on meat, fresh meat was the preferred diet, but carrion would serve just as well in times of need. The green ones had come again, and again he had feasted well. They were learning though, fleeing his rage instead of striking, trying to lead him, but they were slow, and his claws were sharp.

The beast paused to lick the bits of flesh from it's claws. The pain was slight now, and it could think clearly. It remembered two lives, one as a lord in pits of flame, slaying lesser creatures with an act of will alone. The other life was one of fear, whips and bullies. The chieftain had sent him to the knight as an offering, and he had gone, chained, beaten near to death, and then, he had been shackled to a slab. As the pain grew while it thought intelligence faded from it's eyes. The greenskins were coming again, trying to be stealthy, but failing of course. In the darkness he was home, and the goblins were afraid. a flash of teeth and razor edged claws and the goblins fell screaming, all but one that fled. It was fast for a goblin, and so the Render chased it.

The chase led into the light, where the goblin tripped, and became a meal.

The trap was set, and the beast was now caught. Too busy with it's meal to stop the walls of force that formed around it, or the iron walls that came up behind it, forming a square box to hold the beast.

The Reaper heaved a sigh of relief, the thing was very powerful, but it had been preying on his slaves and servants for more than a month, and it would be much better served by being unleashed in a suitable direction than roaming free causing chaos as it wanted.

A warning buzz sounded in his mind, Bleeding Soul was speaking again, and again the warrior drew the blade, feeling the purity of evil and chaos rampaging within. Another was near, A being who had no business being near to the lands of his one-time servant. Retribution would be swift, and any servivors would beg for death before he was done.

A step sideways and he was within the shadowlands, a misty border that touched all places, and he walked.

ooc forgive the sig, but the creature caught is the beastie in my sig-pic.