Newsgroups: alt.pub.dragons-inn From: kender@wam.umd.edu (Lady Death) Subject: Re: another Orc ;) Message-ID: <1992May15.071606.14172@wam.umd.edu> References: <1992May14.011301.15337@wam.umd.edu> <1992May14.172933.22183@jyu.fi> Date: Fri, 15 May 1992 07:16:06 GMT "Elf, just 'cuz we're sittin' at the same table don't mean we're together. And I dunno about yer local Orc clans; I ain't from around here. Not that anybody cares, or anybody's listenin'." She turns her attention back to the other at the table, apparently the only other being anywhere near the center of the room. "So where're _you_ from? Not my homeworld of Kagonasti, I can tell. Scholar, aintcha? Hmmph. I find my sword more reliable..." "Wench! I got a cravin' fer some Half-zane brandy! Make that a pitcher this time," and she holds two red-gold coins out for the bar-maid. "And how'z about ma dinner?" It seems everybody's concerned with their own conversations, so nobody notices when she slides a large throwing axe from its loop on her belt, raises it high over her head, and hurls it across the crowded room towards the contest-target on the wall. The long blade connects, ka-THUNK, fairly splitting the target. "And nobody even asked my name! Hmmph!"