Newsgroups: alt.pub.dragons-inn From: dwixom@vx9000.weber.edu (Silver) Subject: Re: Silver's response to Melkathiel's mischief. References: <1992May16.195629.13065@Princeton.EDU> <16MAY199220194111@vx9000.weber.edu> Message-ID: <17MAY199213260086@vx9000.weber.edu> Date: Sun, 17 May 1992 20:26:00 GMT In article , dwest@odin.unomaha.edu (David West) writes... >Lightfinger smiles and carefully moves the glass towards himself and >mutters a few words. The glow from the ball dims and fades away into >nothingness, darkening the corner once again. >Lightfinger mutters to himself, but audibly "I wish these hedge wizards >would leave this corner alone." With that, he mutters a spell, causing a >shimmering curtain to appear around the table/booth he and Silver are >in, then the shimmering fades. "That should stop our interruptions, >Silver, by all the wizards here with their parlor tricks. Now, you >stated you were looking for a job...why are you here in this peaceful >city, then?" Silver seems a bit regretful that her captured light has faded away for a few moments, before she turns to Lightfinger. "I came here originally under a contract, but the subject of that contract... has vanished." she says, and she frowns for a moment, before resuming. "And so, I'm staying here in the nameless city until I can pick up its trail, or I can acquire another contract. I don't like to fail, as you well know... you were the only exception I've made, and one I have never regretted making." Her eyes close for a small while, as fond memories come back to her, and her face is crossed with a genuine smile. "That was a wonderful time, wasn't it?" she asks Lightfinger, opening her eyes again and looking into his own. ---