Newsgroups: alt.pub.dragons-inn
From: ikos@netcom.com (Ikos)
Subject: Re: Why use the door?
Message-ID: <rgpk=t=.ikos@netcom.com>
Date: Fri, 15 May 92 01:58:38 GMT
References: <1992May13.204152.307@vms.huji.ac.il>
Keywords: cure

>>A silver light appears in the middle of the room. It slowly coalaese into a
>>tall man-shaped light. A bright flash, and there stands a a tall, dark haired
>>man in scarred armour, and what was once a purple and gray cloak. He is
>>bleeding from numerous wounds, he falls to his knees, and a glow surrounds his
>>hands as he attepts to heal himself, but, alas, his sword slips from his hand
>>as he falls, senseless to the floor. As he falls, he whispers "Fries....."

Even as the wounded warrior is falling, Gilrood rushes towards him, hands
blazing white.  All thought of merriment gone from his features.  People who
saw him as he first entered the inn can hardly believe this is the same man!
Surely it must be a double and the half crazed figure of 200 posts ago is 
still swilling in a chair near the table by the stairs.  The efficiency of
the druid is breathtaking as he staunches the worst wounds with spells and
the lesser ones with cloth of many different colors and textures, all the 
while yelling "GET THIS MAN SOME FRIES!!!   NOW!"

Soon the armoured man's breath becomes less ragid and his skin, a lesser 
shade of pale.  Gilrood takes a deep breath and looks around, suddenly
noticing the people gathered around the two men.



     "I see a bad moon a rising"
        -john fogerty