Clear a path with magic.

Skidding to a halt you call forth the words of the spell to summon the balls of flame to blast a path to your things, but sadly you waited far too long. All you get out is, “Arrat vath shadda...” As a weighted net slaps against your head and knocks you off of your feet. “Fuck!” Is all you manage before they are all over you as you slide to a stop, legs flailing. The first thing two of them do as they swarm over you is to quickly wrap your ankles with a length of rope from ankles to knees. Then as you open your mouth in another attempt to begin your spell you are rewarded with a mouthful of another length of rope that is tied roughly around your head. The net is expertly pulled off and your arms are bound from wrist to elbow roughly behind your back, then the two ends of rope from your hands and feet are pulled together and you find yourself basically tied into a ball as your wrists are brought down to your ankles till your fingers brush against the soles of your feet. Certainly they want to add to your horror as they parade in front of you with a four inch diameter pole before running it between your legs, ass, and along your spine, before tying your head to the pole so you are **** to stare in whatever direction they wish. You are then hoisted up till you are facing down and marched through the forest for several hours without so much as a word other than guttural noises and hissing.

Finally, at least six hours later your captors come to a stop and you hear the sounds of many more laughing, hooting, and hollering as you are brought into what you assume is some kind of village, although all you can see is the ground below you. However, as you are taken through the village you do hear what you can make out to be words, and to your amazement, these creatures speak a language your ritual allows you to understand, for all the good it does you, as all you can gather is that they apparently plan to cook and eat you. 'Well isn't that fucking fantastic.' You think to yourself and try to break the bonds, but all you achieve is making your wrists sore, and starting to drool a bit. They next position you on some kind of spit and you get to see all the fun of them building a nice pile of wood below you so they will have a nice cooking fire. Soon it is finished and you can feel the heat of the flames licking at your skin. However, unknown to them, it actually feels warm, but rather nice. In fact you soon realize the ropes holding you to the pole are starting to burn, while you are not. It doesn't take long before some of them seem to notice as you hear what is now muffled comments of conscern as to who or what you are. You hear comments like demon, and get a knife, or poke it with a spear, and know you are going to have to do something at some point. The ropes binding you seem to be rather strong and it is still to much to ask to have a hand free, but thankfully the one in your mouth is not wrapped so thickly and is the first to go. Thinking over your spells, you have no good way to direct an attack and it will surely be met by the point of a spear. Finally you decide on a rather simple summoning of a creature that you wouldn't normally consider as in the book it is called an inferno beast, but as all it requires to summon is a little chant that you should be able to do quietly, and a roaring fire, which you are inside of right now.

As you complete the chant you hear a deep throaty roar that echos in your skull. For a second you get a glimpse of a thick meaty leg, as the creature leaps from the flame and surveys it's surroundings. As you hoped the next thing you hear is a call of, “Attack.” Followed by the sounds of ****. The onslaught continues long enough for you to bet yourself free from the bindings and you drop into the flame onto your belly. Staying hidden in the fire you quickly look around and see a rather large somewhat ape like creature, enveloped in flames, rampaging through the camp fought by the little lizard or dragon like creatures. While they are clearly winning, it seems to be occupying their complete attention. Now you just have to decide whether to try to find your belongings, join the fight, or simply make a run for it.