Tessera 13, 81382 Numi ran through the unfamiliar trees, laughing as Hyga bound after her. Glancing back for a moment, she saw Hyga was slowing down, veering off course before turning back completely. He yowled, sounding angry or afraid, and disappeared into the thick underbrush. She stopped running and turned, trying to see what had upset him so. A minute later, she was bound and gagged, being dragged off by unfamiliar 'dragons. What had that old woman said this place was? Oh, right; Gyakusatsu. The bandit forest. Yelling an extremely muffled "let go of me", followed by a screamed "Hyga!", she disappeared into a bar under the roots of a giant tree.
Alex was scouting the perimeter of his forest when he heard a muffled scream. He immediatly took flight to scan from a better vantage point. What he saw was a kidnapping. He pulled a particularly pungent flask from his belt and threw it at the party. Knowing how ti make liquid knock-out gas was certainly useful.
Sorry! I'ma space cadet. >.< The one kidnapper holding Numi was the only one able to escape, slipping into the bar hidden beneath a large tree's roots and hiding among the thief-infested room. Shocked and confused, Numi stayed still, wondering if Hyga was alright. The thought-of Macy was currently glaring daggers at the tree the flith had dragged his mistress under, one ear aimed toward the arden who'd helped. Deciding he couldn't get in on his own, he settled for batting the unconscious kidnappers around with powerful paws, waiting for the arden to come down and open the door.
Alex took in the chaos he caused quickly and smiled. Removing the thumbs from these thieves would be a suitable punishment after he finished rescuing the girl. He wondered if she might want a secrataries position when all was said and done.... He shook his head. A secratary would be a little over his budget right now, or ever. Maybe he should move his busines. With all these thoughts stirring through his head he didn't even spot the cat, but he did pull out a flask that looked like it containd the most vile substance known in existance, the taste wouldn't be far off and would stay on the tounge for weeks. Even an incouruptable Glasswing is prepared for anything when they live here.
