From: troy@vanilla.cns.udel.edu (gary troy)
Newsgroups: alt.pub.dragons-inn
Subject: A New Entry
Message-ID: <1992May19.015439.14814@udel.edu>
Date: 19 May 92 01:54:39 GMT


The door opens sharply..and a cold breeze is felt is sucked in 
from the doorway. A tall muscular man dressed meagerly in furs 
stands proundly in the doorway, his large two-headed hammer leaning`
against his shoulder.
 The barbaric looking warrior stides into the bar with all the pride
and arrogance his nature typically demands...yet seems undaunted when
few people look his way. except for those who notice , that sitting 
passively on his other should is what appears to be a small`dragon'.   This fact , if nothing else, seems to draw some attention.
he then strides up to the bar to order the 
dwarven ale that..only or so it seems..dwarves and hardly men of his
upbringing are able to handle.
 after obtaining his tankard of brew...he stalks to a table is the     corner to sit and drink. as he passes by ....fellow patron notice  
that although he seems much like a warrior should be, he has a strange
mystical aura about him. his seveal rings of gold and fur lined pouchesdangle from his waist as he walks past. 
After sitting for a few momments , he yells to the barmaid..."Food and
lots of it...it doesn't matter what!"..as he planks down a pouch on the table...obviously money by the sounds of the chincking.