Newsgroups: alt.pub.dragons-inn
From: jax@polyslo.csc.calpoly.edu (Jaxman)
Subject: Re: On the dismemberment of the unarmed
Message-ID: <1992May14.054523.26974@rat.csc.calpoly.edu>
Date: Thu, 14 May 92 05:45:23 GMT
References: <1992May14.034123.21204@midway.uchicago.edu> <1992May14.162017.10859@ucc.su.OZ.AU> <1992May14.220944.29584@uxa.ecn.bgu.edu>

Rowan's exit:
>Rowan [the minstrel], tired of the confusion over her name, takes the
>gold she has earned, and the harp that she came with, and walks toward
>the door.
>
>She stops near Listener.  "If you had made your presence known to me
>sooner, I would never have tried to seek work here.  I apologise for any
>inconvenience.  I'm going elsewhere."
>
>She leaves the inn, sadly, once more in search of a place to call home.
>

 Drax watches the Mistress of Song leave, a sadness touching him for a brief
 moment. He quietly puts the flut back into the chest, and a sigh seems to
 rise from the red gauze surrounding his body. Perhaps, he thinks, Rowan
 will be able to find her way to a true home soon. Drax will always remember
 her songs.

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