Newsgroups: alt.pub.dragons-inn
Subject: Caezar speaks
Message-ID: <1992May13.172643.1@gacvx1.gac.edu>
From: pseudo@gacvx1.gac.edu
Date: 13 May 92 17:26:43 -0600

The man leaning on the bar in the black and green smiles slightly at the
commotion in the huge common room.  He introduces himself to a local patron as
Caezar S'Impersi', a troubleshooter by trade.  Turning again to the bar-maid,
"Good Lady, since it would seem Kalua is unknown here, I should like roast
peacock with cheese and a bottle of your best white wine."  His voice is loud
enough to be heard in the kitchen as a flicker of gold flashes in his fingers.

Leaning back on the counter he again surveys the common room.  His eyes linger
for a second upon Thor-Khann (sp?), and then sweep the room to look at the dark
one in the corner, the unusually high number of drow present, and the exhausted
bard.  Finally his gaze rests briefly upon the flaming red haired woman.  To
each his eyes flicker a silent greeting.  Finally, he raises his voice, "Aye,
let's hear the weaving of many lies and legends, the creation of heros and
gods, and maybe a tale or two of ourselves as the minotaur has so deftly
suggested!  There are those of us who will soon be leaving to get rooms for the
night and won't be back for a while and would like to know who is to be
carousing below the sleeping quarters."  He throws a wink at no one in
particular and turns to see if his newest order for foor is being attended to.