From: andrea@cm.deakin.OZ.AU (Andrea Todkill)
Newsgroups: alt.pub.dragons-inn
Subject: Kadrys welcomes Zia, and hears an unwelcome tale from Nightstalker
Message-ID: <3189@sol.deakin.OZ.AU>
Date: 22 May 92 00:08:21 GMT

Zia, peers over everyones shoulder and shrugs- everyone will probably wander
off to the chambers now. She looks around for a while, hoiks up the sack and
wanders over to the table with the vampires around it...

Kadrys smiles in welcome as Zia approaches, shifting aside a little to make
room for her. He bends close for a moment and murmurs "Only I fit that
description, lady. Constantine and Demian here are each unique individuals..."
He pauses and glances humourously at his companions for a moment "...Though,
come to think of it, it's probably a natural enough mistake to make..."

His voice trails away and he stares intently at some tendrils of mist working
their way under the door. His interested expression is replaced by wariness as
the mist condenses into Nightstalker's form. He listens in absolute silence to
a second gleeful catalogue of slaughter. His face is bleak as winter, his eyes
are cold as the void by the time Nightstalker departs in bat form. It is a
long time before he speaks. When he finally does so, his voice is a bitter
husk of sound, barely above a whisper.
"It was not a simple matter of sustenance, of survival. She could have drained
him dry at their first meeting. Instead, she met him night after night, taking
only the smallest fraction of his strength.  Why?  She _loved_ him.  And he?
He makes a _boast_ of how he repaid her..." Kadrys sighs and falls silent.