Newsgroups: alt.pub.dragons-inn
From: dementia@cheshire.oxy.edu (Daniel Steven Reinker)
Subject: Meshtak: returns to the M B
Message-ID: <1992May29.021151.19355@cheshire.oxy.edu>
Date: Fri, 29 May 1992 02:11:51 GMT

Meshtak is taking potshots at the slavers, and is watching as they are slowly
overwhelmed by the guards. He nods, satisfied that the battle has been largely
won. And then he looks behind him.
Behind him is a wizard, albeit a first-level wizard, but the wizard is preparingto cast the only spell he knows, and his best spell. Magic missle. Meshtak 
doesn't like magic; he has never liked magic, and he instinctively holds up his
hand to protect himself. The missle rips from the mages hand...and with a loud
whine bounces off of the magic ring given to Meshtak by Drax. Meshtak is at
first confused, wondering why the wizard missed, but he recovers quickly and
puts a bow in the wizards chest. He looks at the ring in fascination. "Well, 
I'll be blarked." he sez. "Looks like Drax gift is better than I thought..."
Then Meshtak looks down and notices that Dougl, William, Cedric, and other
slaves are escaping to the Broadmarch. He feels the satisfaction of 
accomplishment, and prepares to make his own escape to the Broadmarch.
	But something deep within Meshtak rebels-his mercenary spirit. The part
of him that can't see doing this much and coming away without a profit. Meshtak
goes down to the lower levels of the ship, and discovers the captain's treasure
hidden in the main cabin. It consists of about fifteen gold pieces, and a
strange statue of a beings head. Meshtak dislikes the stink of magic on the
idol, but pockets it anyway. "This ought'll last me awhile." he mumbles. "Sell
the idol to some wizard, I guess. Wizards got money..." Then Meshtak notices
the smell of burning wood. "Grot! The ship is on fire." Meshtak still has the
intense aversion to fire that comes from living on the plains. He quickly makes
his way up to the deck, and climbs over to the Morning Breeze.

Meshtak the Draga
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