From: u9035281@cs.uow.edu.au (Paul John Davis)
Newsgroups: alt.pub.dragons-inn
Subject: 12 Telling of the tale
Message-ID: <1992May14.042001.14333@cs.uow.edu.au>
Date: 14 May 92 04:20:01 GMT


	The cyrstal glows.
	The lighting dims.
	The tale continues.

	 HighFlyer rides through the day, following the Trade Way, heading 
towards the Misty Forest. The bird on his shoulder appears to be sleeping,
taking in the sun's warmth for a small nap.
	The elf is wearing dark leather armour, high dark boots and a large
green cloak. Resting in their scabbards, are two short swords; one appears
to be normal with a metallic grip, the other is a very strange weapon. It 
looks like a hand of some large Demon or Devil that has had a blade pushed 
through the palm. It is adorned with red gems, sparkling in the sun light.
	On his back is a fine elvish longbow, with a quiver full of arrows
and another quiver tied to the horse. Daggers also protrude from his belt
and boots. The horse looks well equipped, for one travelling alone.

	-Do you relise we are being watched-
	"Yes Fallon, our Wild Elf friends have been watching us all day."
	-Do they know what you plan to do?- queired Fallon.
	"We care not or know not Fallon. There is not a thing they can do
anyway."	

	The sun reaches its' peak as HighFlyer turns his horse into the
forest and sets off to find a restful spot. Strange eyes watch all that he
does.

-HighFlyer
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	Paul Davis, [RENEGADE]	u9035281@wraith.cs.uow.edu.au
				Simulation Games Secretary