From: wolf@cheshire.oxy.edu (Clinton Richard Wolf)
Newsgroups: alt.pub.dragons-inn
Subject: Lucas: Reacts to Gashweayr
Keywords: This.Table.Is.Getting.Really.Crowded!
Message-ID: <1992Jun4.045818.16313@cheshire.oxy.edu>
Date: 4 Jun 92 04:58:18 GMT
References: <92155.150053JLM@SLACVM.SLAC.STANFORD.EDU> <36446@darkstar.ucsc.edu>


	Gashweayr the Enchanter sits down with marked aplomb at the table with 
>Kadrys, Constantine and Lucas, and gazes at each of them in turn. At first
>he
>is strangely silent.  
>	"I will tell you frankly gentleman, this is a disturbing table.
>You sir," he says, adressing Kadrys, "Are definitely not homo sapiens in the
>most exacting sense of the word.  Perhaps homo superioris would be more
>apropriate.  And you sir," he says, this time adressing Constantine, "Are
>no longer strictly homo sapiens either.  You seem to be tainted in some way.
>I make these observations with the utmost respect, I hope all of you  
>realize."

 Lucas sighs... ignored again (even if the comments were negative)

>had a conversation with a most impolite lout, and I fear some of it has 
>rubbed off on me."
>	With this he gets up and walks five pace away from the table
>and then walks back.  He looks at each of the three in turns, and bows
>to each one, his silver and saphire necklaces jingling.  He then sits
>down again and smiles contendedly.  
>	"This is a most interesting establishment.  Perhaps not
>as entertaining as the Feathered Strumpet or as noisy as The Slop Swillers
>Three, but interesting nonetheless.  Would any or all of you care for some
>refreshments?  I can see you have had numerous rounds but conversing is 
>such thirsty work.  I will call for the maitre'de and see if drinks can 
>indeed be procured."

 Lucas wonders if anyone will get a word in edgewise...

>	He proceeds to do this and then, having completed his task he
>turns back to the table.
>	"Are any of you acquainted with Fenris?  He is not a bad chap, a
>bit slow perhaps,(he is a barbarian after all) but really quite decent.
>Anyway I related to him a story and he had the veracity to question it.  
>Can you imagine?  He questioned the authenticity of MY story.  But then,
>like I said, he is a barbarian, and he cannot be expected to believe
>goings-on that he cannot even begin to comprehend.  You three, on the other 
>hand, seem quite a bit more intelligent.  So I come here to seek amusement
>of a more intellectually stimulating sort."
>	He then puffs up contendly and look remarkably not all like an egret.
>He snorts once and fixes Lucas with a beady eye.
>
 
 Lucas stares back blandly. "You do go on, don't you..." he comments.

 He then notices how crowded the table has become...

 "Oh...more company...joy..." 
 "Can anyone tell me where a might find a mother?"