From: tomscud@ruf.rice.edu (Thomas Reid Scudder)
Newsgroups: alt.pub.dragons-inn
Subject: Will of Tell (was Re: Teondir: Out of the Inn)
Message-ID: <1992May23.001253.5043@rice.edu>
Date: 23 May 92 00:12:53 GMT
References: <vi0umINNiio@agate.berkeley.edu> <1992May22.001122.55802@cc.usu.edu> <vju2oINNqtc@agate.berkeley.edu>


    Will, (the young lad with the crossbow), who had been hovering near to
Karl's table, walks up to the fisherman who splashed beer all over poor
Teondir.

    "Now aren't you ashamed of yerself," he says, "a grown man acting like a
child of two years?  It's people like you what could ruin the reputation of
this here establishment.  I mean, look at all the noble fellows here!  Can
ye blame them for treating us all like dirt if this is what they see of yer
actions?  Now Randy, I want ye to go apologize to that poor lad what you just
threw all yer beer upon.  I know ye didn't mean any harm, ye're a good fellow,
that I know from working with ye on Uncle Cedric's boat, and I'd like ye to
show that we commoners are a decent folk, even if some of us don't show it all
the time."

    He stares at the man, doing his best, which isn't very good, to appear
stern and a bit threatening.