From: Ari.Huttunen@hut.fi (Ari Juhani Huttunen) Newsgroups: alt.pub.dragons-inn Subject: Maud: is still hungry Message-ID: Date: 22 May 92 00:49:39 GMT References: ------------------------------------------ DRAMATIS PERSONAE: Maud. . . . . . A tourist wearing a hawaiian shirt, leather moccasins and a hard hat. Crunn/NPC . . . The dwarf that tunneled to the wine cellars. ------------------------------------------ > ... but I hooked when I should have sliced and ended up drilling my way into > the back of a Sherry cask in the basement of this inn- confound it, human > builders never keep records of all their cellaring! You do promise that > not a word will slip of this to any dwarf of my house, yes?" "Har-har... It must have been a sight! Rest assured, the dwarves of your house will not hear about this from me. (But I can't promise anything for the dwarves here.)" Seemingly content with the answer Crunn turns his gaze back to the beer mug, trying to forget. More hungry than ever Maud turns his gaze towards the kitchen. Not yet, no trays full of food being carried this way. But soon! Maud's gaze wanders aimlessly around the pub, until it fixes on the notice board. "An announcement of job, not for me... A TOURNEY! YOHOOOO... I wonder how many of these noble Sirs will go there. Perhaps this Scrawl fellow, or Thorr-Kan, or Nightstalker himself." Lacking anything better to do Maud takes forth a deck of cards and starts to build a pyramid formation... X X X X X X X X X X -- ............................................................................... Ari Huttunen They say the sky high above 90-7285944 is Caribbean blue... (Enya)