Newsgroups: alt.pub.dragons-inn
From: foleye@CS.ORST.EDU (Stilt Man)
Subject: Re: Barmaid's responses...
Message-ID: <1992May12.210621.10025@CS.ORST.EDU>
References: <1992May12.141624.18513@dartvax.dartmouth.edu> <1992May12.145543.7115@ccd.harris.com> <92133.124333BANNON@MAINE.MAINE.EDU>
Date: Tue, 12 May 1992 21:06:21 GMT

In article <92133.124333BANNON@MAINE.MAINE.EDU> BANNON@MAINE.MAINE.EDU writes:
>One hand is buried in the fur of the bear and the other
>rubs her cheek.  She speaks clearly into the melee, "This
>is Grizzly Bear.  I am known as Polar Bear."  Grizzly
>Bear moves forward and the hand that was at her cheek
>streches out in the empty air toward the side away from
>the bear.  "I have stories.  Stories perhaps some of
>you could go out and end.  Stories that haunt my dreams
>and have no endings.  Stories that need heros and
>heroines, and people who know magic."  As the wend their
>way into the tables she speaks to the bear, "Try to find
>an out of the way corner where I won't bother patrons
>who don't wish to hear the stories."

The Shrouded One in the corner calmly extends a black-leather-gloved hand and
beckons Grizzly Bear over.  She waits patiently, wondering if she will be
ignored.  Perhaps it is better if she is.  At least her enemies will remain
unawares.

foleye@storm.cs.orst.edu