Newsgroups: alt.pub.dragons-inn
From: bfish@sequent.com (Brett Fishburne)
Subject: [Timit]: TO ALL, IN Pub, ON Is the Prince HERE?
Message-ID: <1992May26.214732.11619@sequent.com>
Keywords: Prince, Timit, dagger
Date: Tue, 26 May 92 21:47:32 GMT

Though it seems like Timit has had his tiny hands wrapped around the
dagger beloging to an individual claiming to be a prince for days, his
actions are actually quite fast.  Timit quickly draws the bejewelled
dagger out of its scabbard and allows it to fall into a tiny pouch
which hangs from his belt.

Though the pouch is quite small (much tinier than the dagger) the
whole blade and pommel dissapear.  As the dagger falls, the Prince
shimmers and disappears and a deep laugh is heard.

Oblivious, Timit climbs to the top of the bar and yells out an offer
to all partons of the Inn.  "I hold before you a fine dagger.  This
blade was wrought by the dwarves in the diamond(?) mountains.  The
pommel is encrusted with jewels worthy of a king -- Anyone
interested?"  declares Timit and displays the glowing blade for all to
see.