Newsgroups: alt.pub.dragons-inn
Subject: Re: The Shrouded One replies to Thongor's tale
Message-ID: <1992May18.074017.7890@rat.csc.calpoly.edu>
From: jax@polyslo.csc.calpoly.edu (Jaxman)
Date: Mon, 18 May 92 07:40:17 GMT
References: <1992May17.225200.12638@mercury.cair.du.edu> <1992May18.020435.15939@CS.ORST.EDU> <1992May18.032950.14556@mercury.cair.du.edu>
Keywords: A boon of you

Thongorr reacts:
>
>"PLEASE!!!!  If any of you can send me home, PLEASE, help me.  I will pay
>anything."  He throws a bag on the table.  It is opened by the force of the 
>landing.  It is filled with gold pieces and appears to weigh around 5 stone.
>The bag looks out of proportion away from the 7' frame of the black haired
>one known as Thongor.
>
>The giant man kneels on the floor in front of the table, sobbing.  He 
>cannot bear the shame of his action, and runs to the poarch of the inn, leaving the gold on the table.  He faces east, watching the sun rise until....
>
 Drax stands, and strides to the door, putting his arm around the back of
 Thongorr.

  "Friend, although I am shackled to the chest, I will do all that I can to
   help you. Perhaps the chest will be of some help, and my own personal 
   resources are not without merit. Is there any detail that you have left
    out, anything about the wizard, that would help us to return you to your
   home? And, be not ashamed. I know pain, it is closer than any brother to 
   me, and it is never a shame to ask for support from friends in time of need"


---Drax