Spittle and snarls erupt from the bugbear's mouth as Hjalmar fades from existence before him.  His massive hammer slams into the dwarf's axe haft and is pushed aside sending the beast stumbling.  The thick brow of the bugbear throwback furrows and he sniffs at the air a bit, loud snorting sounds that don't seem to actually be helping him.  Then his eyes turn to Sydney, "What didju do?  Magiced him out of here?  Heh, bad choice poppet.  Gonna bring you back to my cave..." he snarls out before he begins to stalk over, his grin splitting his face and a deep, dark chuckle coming from him.<br/><br/>The muscles on the bugbear are thick, corded, and obvious as he moves slowly towards Sydney making quick grabbing motions that the wizard just barely remains outside of.  For Hjalmar, the situation could hardly be sweeter, the bugbear stumbling after Sydney and now clearly believing him to be gone, all the while snorting and chuckling to himself.<br/><br/>Then the bugbear, the camp, and the roaring fire disappear from Sydney's vision.<br/><br/><hr/><br/><em>Sitting on a dark throne is an enormously tall creature, possibly nearing eight feet tall.  It's build looks slight, though it is hard to say with the layers of robes about it's body and the massive raised collar around it's neck.  "What... have... we... here..." it hisses out, slowly and methodically.  It's fingers, long and pointed with extended fingernails move and dance through arcane wardings and figures, complicated tessilations of magical effects.<br/><br/>The shape stands and it raises a hand, "Come... to... us..."<br/><br/></em><hr/><br/>The bugbear tied up by Phelypsis and Lorelei gives a growl as he struggles against the tied rope.  His body is hairy and thick, offering up a pile of muscles and a thick monstrous cock in place of any sort of civility.  He glares up at the two busty women and seems about to growl out some sort of challenge or invitation when abruptly flames burst out of his partner near the center of the camp.  Bugbear eyebrows raise and he turns to Lorelei and Phelypsis with a desperate look abruptly on his face.<br/><br/>"Look, I didn't want to make no trouble," he snarls out as he attempts to hide the fact that he's struggling against his hands being tied.  "And I won't make no more trouble for you.  Just-" his babbling is cut off by the sword tip against his neck and he sits very, very still.  Odd thing about bugbears, as large and crashing as they can be, at times there is a stillness about them, the very stillness that let them sneak into camp.  As her boot presses against his erection, a low growl comes through him, the bugbear clearly preparing to try to do something at least if she decides to kick him, but also recognizing that there's not a whole hell of a lot that he can do.<br/><br/>He listens carefully and patiently through Phelpsis's terms and then responds in a slightly choked voice, "I'll tell them of the Andra barbarian and the fair maiden as took the company.  Tell it loud, anyone'll listen."  The bugbear does his best to help with getting himself on his feet  and gives a bow to Phelypsis and Lorelei.  "No more trouble, eh?  No more trouble."  With that, he turns and begins to run away, dodging through the forests and the trees until he is out of sight.<br/><br/>The stars above would have been a good audience for this, if it weren't for the clouds covering them and hiding them away.  While 'magic rain' is something of a tall order most of the time, with rain on the horizon is may just be possible.