Attack of the Mindslave

"Good evening, ladies and gentlemen." he said with a bow. "Staying busy, I see?"

"By Balthazart's beard! Who the devil are you?" Tarin Gazin demanded.

"I am Sir Gorgeous." the young man explained. "And, I have been sent to kill you all for no particular reason. Prepare to die!!"

He unsheathed a glistening silver rapier and danced toward Tarin Gazin with a flurry of stabs. The dwarf grunted in surprise and rolled back head over heels, to suddenly launch himself screaming into the air. He came down with his axe sweeping toward Sir Gorgeous' skull, but the young man stepped back and jabbed at Tarin's face, which Tarin abruptly turned aside with a mailclad fist. Hitting the ground, Tarin swept his axe low to remove Sir Gorgeous' feet, but again he danced back.

"Hey Luna." Tarin said. "That Funniest Joke in the Universe you were talking about? I think we found him."

"How droll." Gorgeous chuckled, assuming a crisp fighting stance.

"Don't underestimate him." Luna said, taking out some sweetbread and sitting down to watch the fight. "There is clearly more to him than meets the eye."

"Shouldn't we be helping?" Alyssa said.

"No, he's mine!" Tarin said, grinning evilly. "Face my fighting style! Flying Dwarf!!"

Roaring, Tarin launched himself into the air at a 45 degree angle, hurling three fiery throwing axes at Gorgeous in rapid succession. Sir Gorgeous dodged all three, but just then Tarin came straight down in a barrell roll, splitting Sir Gorgeous open from skull to pelvis.

"Ha!" Tarin laughed, rolling away to minimize blood splatter on himself. "That's what you get, you psychotic freak!"

He got up and glanced at Luna. "Impressed?" he said. But Luna had dropped her snack and was staring slack-jawed at where Gorgeous' mangled body should lie. Alyssa also gasped. Tarin scratched the back of his head and finally looked at the body himself - and realized Gorgeous was, remarkably, still standing.

"Damn!" Gorgeous said, grimacing as his body and uniform fused back together seamlessly, not even leaving traces of blood. "I underestimated you, it seems. But this isn't over yet. I'll be back, and I'll bring my friends next time!"

"Hey! Don't think you can leave without advancing the plot! Who the Hel do you work for?!" Tarin barked, lunging for Gorgeous, but the young man had already dissappeared in the same manner he came.

Luna ran to examine the spot where he just stood. "Just as I thought." she said "It's an amateurish hackjob of a teleport. I should be able to easily make a portal to follow our mystery guest."

"You can do that?" Alyssa said, astounded.

"Well yes." Luna said. "There are certain advantages to having been apprenticed to a 35th level space-time mage..."

She looked away abruptly, and there was an awkward silence.

1. They make to follow Sir Gorgeous to his home dimension.
2. The Traveller notices a building in the distance, leading deeper into the singularity.
3. Sir Gorgeous returns with his posse. It's on!

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