From: slybz@cc.usu.edu (Tanya Olsen)
Newsgroups: alt.pub.dragons-inn
Subject: [Azzar] TO Thk, Serene et al
Message-ID: <1992Jun1.135954.56144@cc.usu.edu>
Date: 1 Jun 92 13:59:54 MDT
References: <1992Jun1.055135.27454@news.Hawaii.Edu>

In article <1992Jun1.055135.27454@news.Hawaii.Edu>, rigler@galileo.ifa.hawaii.edu (Michael Rigler) writes:
> { Characters include those at or near The Shrouded One's table:  
>   Thk, Kryalla, Azzar, Colin, Karmak and friends, Banner, Virgolt (?),
>   Serene, Littlefair...}
> 
> "SSsss..More fisshhhh!"  He seems almost panicky about it.  "I am
> vvverrry hungry.  Sssstarving!!!"  Serene glances at Lady Azzar
> and raised an eyebrow, waiting for her approval, and then heads 
> back to the kitchen.
> 
> Thk manages to get control over himself.  He address Lady Azzar
> "You are right.  If thisss were the Ssspirit World, I would not
> fffeel ssso hungry.  So I am still alive then.  I th-thank you
> Lady Azzar, for saving my lifffe.  I owe you a great debt.  Any-
> thing which is in my power to give...name it and it is yours."
> 
> He closes his eyes in meditation.  "Never waste time asssuming you 
> are dead, becassse if you truly are, there'll be more than enough 
> time to figure that out.  And ifff you aren't, then time is precious."
> 
> Colin introduces himself and places the white scale on the table.  
> Banner approaches the table warily.
> 
> Thk's eyes widen.  "Sssuthru!  Where did you get th-that?!?  Jusst 
> now, in one of the upper rooms of this large hut, I awoke from a 
> dream.  It was a bad dream.  Many brave warriors died.  But our
> trick worked!"  Thk clutches his head in confusion.  "The beast...
> caught...but then..."

"We found the white scale stuck to your trident.  You have been frozen in a
block of ice for at least a couple of weeks though probably for longer.  We
assume that the white scale belongs to the creature which imprisoned you,"
Azzar raises an eyebrow, hoping that Thk will elaborate on his 'dreams.'

"You need not worry about your weapons; Littlefair the innkeeper has them in
custody.  You may collect your belongings at any time.  I hope you will forgive
my faithlessness; I removed them so that when you awoke (if you ever awoke) you
would not seek to harm any of the patrons of this inn.  Most representatives of
your race that I have met, seek to entrap or kill members of my and kindred 
races.  Enough of that here is the rest of your dinner."  She turns to Serene,
"Put the lizardman's meal on my bill, please."

> 
> Serene wheels a huge cauldron containing a boulliabaisse up to the 
> table next to Thk, who immediately begins lapping it up with his 
> tongue (foregoing the use of the ladle and bowel).  The cauldron 
> contains more fish soup than any human could eat...and even more, 
> you would estimate, than a large lizard man could eat.  But Thk 
> seems to be truly ravenous, and shows no signs of slowing down.  
> And his table manners leave much to be desired.

As Azzar watches Thk's disgusting manners as he gulps down his food, she
reaches out and firmly grabs him on the shoulder, pulling him back slightly. 
"I know you are hungry, but offentimes it is better to force yourself to eat
slowly so that your stomach re-learns how to digest your food.  Stomachs are
forgetful things."

> 
> While Thk is eating, Banner steps up and makes his speech about the 
> terrible fate of his men and their ward...
> --
> Rigler  (aka Thk)
> --


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Layd Azzar of Bloodstone