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Chapter 84. Laurence
Laurence sat in the tavern sipping his drink, the strapping young man was due to start his shift as a city guard soon.
Standing just over 6'00 tall Laurence wasn’t your usual guard that didn’t like much contact with the local population. In fact Laurence went the other way he loved interaction with them, especially the opposite sex. Many young ladies like to throw themselves at the muscular young man and Laurence revelled in the attention.
Laurence's ways with the ladies hadn’t gone unnoticed by the girl’s respective partners and one particular guy was eager to dispose of the handsome guard his fiancé liked to grope.
The bachelor had already formed a plan on how to make sure Laurence disappeared for good and he'd soon be putting it into place.
Later that day Laurence was on patrol, he'd just left the outskirts of the city where a number of women had begged to touch his fantastic muscular body. Not wanting to disappoint he lapped up the attention as their hands fondled his firm body.
As Laurence ventured further away from the city,
He was surprised when he saw a young child run towards him,
"Mr, Mr," the boy shouted "You have to help him, my friend is trapped in that cavern. Please sir help him."
"Don’t worry young man, I’ll help him. You wait here." Laurence took a deep breath and patted his bare chest before disappearing into the cavern.
The spurned bachelor stepped from his hiding place "well done you little scamp." He said as he ruffled the boy’s hair and gave him some coins "You be on your way now."
The bachelor laughed evilly knowing that Laurence was walking into a trap and would soon stumble across a Tarator.
Standing around two and a half metres tall with fat leathery bodies that were humanoid in shape and covered in folds of a greyish greenish colour the Tarator was not a pleasant sight to see.
Its head looked like a cross between a toad and a goblin and they had enormous teeth filled mouths that helped served their main purpose of eating, and a Tarator would eat anything it came across.
"Hello call out so I know where you are." Laurence shouted as he ventured down the dimly lit tunnel.
Eventually turning down a corridor Laurence saw a figure up ahead, he called out but the figure didn’t move. Grabbing it by the shoulder he stepped back in horror as he found himself face to face with a dreaded Tarator.
The Tarator on the other hand welcomed the sight of its next meal and before Laurence could react it threw its clawed arm in his direction catching the young guard across the throat.
Laurence could feel his warm blood escaping from the deep wound to his throat and brought his hands up to try to stem the bleeding.
He fell to his knees as the stark reality of what was happening hit him. Seconds later Laurence was dead.
The Tarator were greedy creatures that hated sharing any meal with anything else. It bent over the muscular body in front of it and started to eat it feet first. The muscular hunks legs easily fit into the beast’s mouth. Its sharp teeth bit through flesh and bone as the sound of crunching and cracking bones echoed along the cavern corridors.
Having devoured both Laurence's meaty legs the Tarator turned its attention to the well-built torso. Its large mouth began to devour Laurence’s upper body in a number of manageable bites as a large pool of blood and parts of flesh and bone congregated on the floor.
One thing this particular Tarator left behind was the sexy guards head, it didn’t like the taste they had so left handsome head with its good looks littering the cavern floor as it went off in search of more food.
Laurence sat in the tavern sipping his drink, the strapping young man was due to start his shift as a city guard soon.
Standing just over 6'00 tall Laurence wasn’t your usual guard that didn’t like much contact with the local population. In fact Laurence went the other way he loved interaction with them, especially the opposite sex. Many young ladies like to throw themselves at the muscular young man and Laurence revelled in the attention.
Laurence's ways with the ladies hadn’t gone unnoticed by the girl’s respective partners and one particular guy was eager to dispose of the handsome guard his fiancé liked to grope.
The bachelor had already formed a plan on how to make sure Laurence disappeared for good and he'd soon be putting it into place.
Later that day Laurence was on patrol, he'd just left the outskirts of the city where a number of women had begged to touch his fantastic muscular body. Not wanting to disappoint he lapped up the attention as their hands fondled his firm body.
As Laurence ventured further away from the city,
He was surprised when he saw a young child run towards him,
"Mr, Mr," the boy shouted "You have to help him, my friend is trapped in that cavern. Please sir help him."
"Don’t worry young man, I’ll help him. You wait here." Laurence took a deep breath and patted his bare chest before disappearing into the cavern.
The spurned bachelor stepped from his hiding place "well done you little scamp." He said as he ruffled the boy’s hair and gave him some coins "You be on your way now."
The bachelor laughed evilly knowing that Laurence was walking into a trap and would soon stumble across a Tarator.
Standing around two and a half metres tall with fat leathery bodies that were humanoid in shape and covered in folds of a greyish greenish colour the Tarator was not a pleasant sight to see.
Its head looked like a cross between a toad and a goblin and they had enormous teeth filled mouths that helped served their main purpose of eating, and a Tarator would eat anything it came across.
"Hello call out so I know where you are." Laurence shouted as he ventured down the dimly lit tunnel.
Eventually turning down a corridor Laurence saw a figure up ahead, he called out but the figure didn’t move. Grabbing it by the shoulder he stepped back in horror as he found himself face to face with a dreaded Tarator.
The Tarator on the other hand welcomed the sight of its next meal and before Laurence could react it threw its clawed arm in his direction catching the young guard across the throat.
Laurence could feel his warm blood escaping from the deep wound to his throat and brought his hands up to try to stem the bleeding.
He fell to his knees as the stark reality of what was happening hit him. Seconds later Laurence was dead.
The Tarator were greedy creatures that hated sharing any meal with anything else. It bent over the muscular body in front of it and started to eat it feet first. The muscular hunks legs easily fit into the beast’s mouth. Its sharp teeth bit through flesh and bone as the sound of crunching and cracking bones echoed along the cavern corridors.
Having devoured both Laurence's meaty legs the Tarator turned its attention to the well-built torso. Its large mouth began to devour Laurence’s upper body in a number of manageable bites as a large pool of blood and parts of flesh and bone congregated on the floor.
One thing this particular Tarator left behind was the sexy guards head, it didn’t like the taste they had so left handsome head with its good looks littering the cavern floor as it went off in search of more food.