From: c9e-al@danube.Berkeley.EDU (Chua Hak Lien)
Newsgroups: alt.pub.dragons-inn
Subject: [Teondir]: TO Rhoan, ON Training { Outside of Pub }
Date: 23 May 1992 14:14:46 GMT
Message-ID: <vlk0mINN238@agate.berkeley.edu>

Teondir is hot and sweaty after the training session. Evidently, there
is much he needs to learn.

"Thank you, Master Rhoan. I don't think I am welcome at the inn, so
I shall not enter it again for the night... I am sorry that I am unable
to repay you. What you have spent on me tonight, I would not be able
to pay back a third of... I.. I don't know how to thank you.", he grips
the hilt of his father's blade. After some hesitation, he bows, awkwardly.

"I.. I will be back soon. Please be here, Master Rhoan. I thank you 
again." With these words, he walks away into the darkness. Just as his
footsteps are swallowed by the darkness, a few droplets of rain begin to
descend. Rhoan, shaking his head, reenters the inn, wondering about the
youth.

Outside, the droplets have grown to become a torrent....

Teondir
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