From: fsjjp@acad3.alaska.edu (Paranoia MUD) Newsgroups: alt.pub.dragons-inn Subject: Re: Gushiv: at Corwin's table Message-ID: <30MAY92231652@acad3.alaska.edu> Date: 31 May 92 08:16:52 GMT References: In article , u894793@bruny.cc.utas.edu.au (Timothy D Little) writes... >Gushiv sips slowly from his tankard of fine-brewed beer, peering around the >Inn to familiarise himself with its assortment of clientele. Reaching into >the blanket-roll on the floor beside him, he pulls out a battered and abused >wad of paper, and retrieves a quill and ink from a box, and starts writing. > >He seems to take a special note of Zort, who seems a bit of a nutter, smiles >to himself and records something on one of the sheets, shaking his head as >he does so. He looks back to his enigmatic companion who made such a dramatic >entrance, frowns quizzically, and haltingly writes something, with much >alteration and crossing-out. > >Without warning, he exclaims "I am *not* a mage!", with a tone of wonderment. >"My calling is not in magic, it is ... in ... ?" Then, "No! It is once again >hidden from me!" >A few nearby people who were interrupted in their conversations turn their >heads and glare, and Gushiv seems to shrink even further than his already >small stature, until they turn away again. > >Rapidly, he starts to scribble frantically on his paper, heedless of the mess >of ink-blots and scratches imposed upon the page. "I must not lose this!" >he whispers emphatically, "Never again will I leave my identity unguarded!" >He ignores the look Corwin is directing toward him, and appears totally >oblivious to his surroundings. After nearly a full half-hour of this >monomaniacal activity, he slows, and seems to notice the Inn as if for the >first time. > >He directs an apologetic look toward Corwin, saying "I really must go outside >now, I have some hypotheses to test. I apologise for being such poor company, >If it is of any interest to you, do not be alarmed by strange sounds coming >from outside. If this succeeds, then you will hear nothing, and I will >be unlikely to return. If it fails, however, ... I must honestly say that I >have very little idea of what may happen. Be assured, however, that it can >not cause danger to anyone but myself." A light comes on in Corwin's eyes. "Forgive me", Corwin says, "I have been most dis-respectful." "I was in communication with another of my relatives and time passes more quickly than I wanted it too." "Do hurry back" >With that, Gushiv stands up, gathering up his gear and stowing it back into >his rolled-up blanket. He stands for a moment, sweeping his gaze over the >room, as if for the last time. > >-- >--------------------------------------------------------------- >Timothy D Little a.k.a. u894793@bruny.cc.utas.edu.au >"I'm a Tasmanian." - Yahoo Serious, in the film Young Einstein. >--------------------------------------------------------------- Stuart_Hall aka Corwin #include BITNET #include EMAIL