From: ip208@humle.ii.uib.no (Magnus Alvestad) Newsgroups: alt.pub.dragons-inn Subject: Re: A Quiet Entrance Message-ID: Date: 13 May 92 15:43:38 GMT References: <1992May12.194431.1346@gacvx2.gac.edu> "Dwarf spirits," comes the order in a voice as much felt as heard. His order filled, he takes a seat in the shaded corner opposite the fire to see what the night will bring in this strange new land he finds himself in. The boy with the mop takes the mop in his left hand. He takes out a small piece of silk from one of his pockets and moves over to the minotaur that just arrives. 'Excuse me, Sir, would a polishing please you?' Some patrons sitting close by turn to see what the minotaur does at this, but it seems this is some minotaurian custom, for he bends towards the boy. 'Thank you Sir.' and the horns are polished, the dust from travels vanish. They shine and glimmer in the light from the fireplace. The boy returns to wiping the dirt off the floor, escpecially around the door where people have been walking inn all day. -- | Magnus Alvestad | I am a prolog program. I get all my opinions | ip208@brems.ii.uib.no | from a small organization in Birmingham.