Newsgroups: alt.pub.dragons-inn
Subject: Re: MAX: The captain's departure...
Message-ID: <1992May18.064708.6549@rat.csc.calpoly.edu>
From: jax@polyslo.csc.calpoly.edu (Jaxman)
Date: Mon, 18 May 92 06:47:08 GMT
References: <1992May17.030732.3657@athena.mit.edu>

ADMIN note: Sorry if some of my actions seem out of sequence, ive been out of 
 touch all day and have a lot to catch up on :D
>
>As the captain retreats toward the main door, those at nearby tables
>can hear him mutter "...dead...she is dead, I know...I killed her
>myself!..."; he no longer seems to be seeing the interior of the
>tavern.  One of his men, alarmed, leaps off his horse and hastens to
>the captain's side, shaking him. "Sir? Are you all right?"  The
>soldier draws his sword. "What foul magic...?"
>
>The captain shakes himself as a man might who has newly awakened from
>nightmare, and pulls away from his man. "Of course I'm all right,
>fool!  This place is full of...mere witless peasants and serfs. The
>boy has not come this way.  Mount!  We continue to the west."  As the
>door swings shut behind him, he looks over his shoulder; faint traces
>of the fear that Drax put into him linger there, but there is also a
>look of grim determination.  He has been foiled, he knows, but not
>fooled.  For the moment he can do nothing, it is clear, but in the
>future, things may be different.
>
>"Enjoy your temporary freedom, boy!" he shouts. "For now that we have
>run you to ground, the Baron's hounds will be ever at your heels.  And
>I am among the kindest of his hunters."
>
>He swings into the saddle and wheels his charger, and the dust rises
>behind him and his men as the ride off.

  Drax moves purpfosely towards the door, once again removing the caps on his
teeth as he stands in the doorway and yells after the Baron's men.

  "Do come again, kind sirs. I'm sure my chest will have many wonders to 
   show to all of the Baron's varied servants."

  Drax breaks into a cackling laugh, somehow chilling, the light glinting off
 his steel edged teeth. He turns around, and a feral grin slowly fades from
 his face as he shakes his head a moment, as if to clear it and then moves back
 to sit at Kryalla's table.

-----------Drax

[Another ADMIN note: Oh yes, feel free to use Drax as in your own posts, but
 realize that eventually Ill read it and respond in kind. :D
]