Newsgroups: alt.pub.dragons-inn
From: ktp@jyu.fi (Kai Parviainen)
Subject: Re: another Orc ;)
Message-ID: <1992May14.172933.22183@jyu.fi>
References: <1992May14.011301.15337@wam.umd.edu>
Date: Thu, 14 May 1992 17:29:33 GMT

Dolandar the Elven Warrior turns suddenly and his eyes narrow. He stares
intently at the Orc that is sitting down with another orc.

"I could have sworn that that other creature were not here when I arrived"
he whispers to himself. He then examines the marking of their clothing,
as trying to remeber something, and shouts to them:

"Hey you two! Might I ask you from what clan are you from? I have just
returned from battle with a clan of Bloodgutters from northern World's
Edge Mountains, and if you from that clan, we have a score to settle.
My dwarven companion fell under their wicked blades, and not enough
blood was shed to avenge him...not enough...". His voice is almost whisper
as he drains his glass of wine. great weariness seems to come upon him
and he sighs.

"Blood does not make world better, even if it was shed with good intentions.
Every drop of blood, every killed soul... they only go to the gods of
Chaos... and to one particular whose name I do not intone." he sighs again,
lost in his memories. Then he turns upon the bard, orcs clearly forgotten,
great grief in his face.

"Lady Minstrell. Play a song for the memory of my fallen companion. Dwarin was
his name, and he was the bravest Dwarf I have ever met. Sing for his memory."

-Dolandar