posted on Jun, 12 2016 @ 04:21 PM
"What the actual....F..?"
As soon as the whisper left his lips, the blob immediately stopped writhing and froze in position.
Gordi instincively held his breath... then slowly looked down at his clothing to see that his Sword was still there!
He carefully slid his hand onto the hilt of the Sword, but as he moved.... so did the Blob!
He drew himself back against the smooth wall, and the blob advanced towards him...
He FROZE and it FROZE in the same instant...
He stepped to his left, and then to his right and it mimicked his movements... but each time coming ever so slightly... closer...
The big guy drew his sword and faced the amorphous adversary before him, now no more than 10 feet away...
He had seen so much in his life, but never such strange magic before.
The blob slithered towards him and he instinctively lunged forward slashing at the horrible thing as he deftly leaped right over it.
His blade cut deep, and a large opening appeared all along the top of the blob.... and then.... closed again!
Gordi struck again, stabbing this time, and his blade sank deep into the jelly mass like a hot knife through butter, but it was no use, the gaping
hole left when he retrieved his blade just closed up again and the blob came at him again.
Strange strange magic indeed!
He quickly reached inside his tunic and pulled out his healing pouch, then had to dodge away again as the blob drew close.
Next, he reached inside the pouch and took out a small vial of green powder, which he opened and shook towards the blob whilst muttering an old elvish
The powder scattered into the air, then settled onto the blob and clouds of green steam immediately started to fill the room.
A loud hissing noise was quickly followed by a strange sloshing noise, like the waters of a stream babbling over pebbles...
The steam slowly began to clear and to Gordi's horror, the blob was STILL THERE! But now it was even BIGGER than before and it started towards him
His eyes darted around the room... no door... no windows... no possible escape....
"Ach well, if it's tae be ma time, then so be it! Ah cannie complain really. I'll jist huv maself a wee dram before ah go!!"
And with that, he reached inside his tunic again and took out his trusty old hip flask, uncorked it swiftly and held it
"Tae the Shedfolk! Tae the Dragons! Tae Family and Freens! Tae hell wi aw the rest!"
The whisky never tasted better, never felt smoother or warmer in his chest.
He closed his grey eyes as he heard the blob lunge at him again, and felt it slam into his legs - knocking him backwards and sending the whisky flask
tumbling into the air.
Drops of the lovely amber liquid sprayed out in all directions, landing on the wall and the plinth and the floor and finally... on the blob itself!
Gordi had never in all his life heard such a blood-curdling scream!
He opened his eyes, and saw that the whisky was dissolving the jelly mass of the blob!
He quickly sprang to his feet, grabbed the flask and scattered the remaining drops of whisky all over it.
The blob's screams rose and fell with each droplet, and the whisky rain took it's devastating toll as the massive blob melted before his eyes and
dissolved into one single dirty puddle on the floor.
"Hehe! Noo who wid have thought it??
Whisky of aw the things!!
But, Ah cannie believe ah wasted ma last drop o' the guid stuff on that cratur!
Now, how the hell dae ah get oot o' here and find Sporky??"