Newsgroups: alt.pub.dragons-inn Subject: Re: Kyleen Message-ID: <1992May18.075032.8260@rat.csc.calpoly.edu> From: jax@polyslo.csc.calpoly.edu (Jaxman) Date: Mon, 18 May 92 07:50:32 GMT References: <1992May18.024623.8573@cs.uow.edu.au> Kyleens actions: >The only people who hear the rest are those who do not rush outside once they >decipher the kid's cockney. In the distance, they see a horse with a rider, and >they imagine they can see a form draped over in front of the figure. >"No, somethin' about 'how she thinks that just 'cause 'her god sent 'er 'ere did > she think she could escape Mal what'eveh." comes the urchin's voice again. The >rest is lost in the babble of confusion from within the inn. Someone rushes out >to confirm the story. Kyleen is most definately gone. > > Drax stands, mournfully, and looks out the doorway. Too much pain, too many lives. Where does this end? How can people perpetuate this madness. He shakes his head, and begins to form a plan to rescue the Lady Kyleen, along with all other responsibilities. Why must people always be ruled by their desires? Why does not thought more often come into play? Shaking his head once again, Drax seems to sink into his chair under the weariness of the ages. ---Drax