From: gilette@arthur.inria.fr (Serge Gilette)
Newsgroups: alt.pub.dragons-inn
Subject: Zardos Scaith
Keywords: introduction
Message-ID: <19698@sophia.inria.fr>
Date: 18 May 92 09:43:55 GMT
References: <1992May18.090702.24473@philtis.cft.philips.nl>


A big bonk outside, on the door, some grumbles, someone swearing
with an old voice, and then the door swings and enter clumsily an
old man with a weird outlook. Grey is his hair, gray are his eye,
and suntanned is his skin. He wears no cape, no tight high boots,
no sword, no shield, no armor, only some sandals, a very short pants
knee length, with highly colored frame, and a shirt of the same
texture. Under his right arm is a big board rounded at the end like 
a door, which length appear to be one man long and its witdh, more
than one arm. A bag is hung over his shoulder, and has he fumble 
with his board between the tables, he apologizes very deeply.
Eventually he sits at a table near a wall, where the board rests.
And with his ederly voice ask for a she-goat milk.

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