From: jax@polyslo.csc.calpoly.edu (Jaxman)
Newsgroups: alt.pub.dragons-inn
Subject: Re: Thorr-kan  Re: Karl's Response
Message-ID: <1992May19.074926.5256@rat.csc.calpoly.edu>
Date: 19 May 92 07:49:26 GMT
References: <1992May18.190028.1450@gacvx2.gac.edu> <1992May19.045453.5606@midway.uchicago.edu>

Karl speaks:
>
>"I must try to dissuade you from your nobly offered but impossible task: that
>stronghold withstood the full force of the Alasyrian army during the Scarlet
>Wars twelve years ago.  Not all the minotaurs in Ansalon and Alasir could
>breach those ebon walls.
>"But my childish whimpering does neither me nor you any honor.  I bid you 
>excuse me for the evening."
>
>Karl staggers back to his cottage outside Glorshanned keep, weeping softly
>as he kneels by his bedside with Drax's chest's crystal gripped between
>his shaking hands.  At last, he sleeps, and after an overcursory inventory
>of the Keep's grain stocks, he returns to the Dragons Inn...

  Drax lays a hand on Karl's shoulder as he staggers by, and lifts tired eyes
 to look into the man's own. 
  "Karl, I know how you feel. I too have had companions and those who were
   dearer to me than companions, ripped from me. But, be of good cheer, for
   those ebony walls you speak of, while they may not be subject to armies,
   will fall. This I foresee. And while revenge is best left by the wayside
   perhaps you take some satisfaction in this small morsel."

  --Drax