Newsgroups: alt.pub.dragons-inn
From: wolf@cheshire.oxy.edu (Clinton Richard Wolf)
Subject: The Ransom of Lucas Murphy, Part 3
Message-ID: <1992Jun16.200119.27636@cheshire.oxy.edu>
Date: Tue, 16 Jun 1992 20:01:19 GMT

      Deep below the Waster's headquarters, Genevieve grunted as she hauled on
the rack's winch as hard as she could, causing a tension which would cause the
most hardened barbarian of the North to scream in mortal agony!!!!

      ... And Lucas only sighed...

      "A SIGH?!?" Genevieve screams... "I give my best effort, which has broken
 the most valiant Paladins down into quivering, gibbering husks, and all you
can do is SIGH?!?!?"

      Lucas looks apologetic... "I'm sorry, miss... I just don't feel like 
screaming right now... but if it will make you happy, I will try...
      "<ahem> ahhh...." mutters Lucas, half-heartedly...

      "NO NO NO!!!" shrieks Genevieve in fury... "That's not the right way!"
She plops herself down on a stool, pulling at her hair in frustration...

      "What will it take to break you, priest? I've tried everything... bamboo,
 boiling water, hot irons, thumbscrews..."

      Lucas shrugs (as much as he can, given the rack...)

      "Argh! You can't be human, priest! No human could withstand such sheer,
agonizing pain as only I can give! You must be a demon! A... a.. vengeful spi-
rit, sent here to torment me for my wrongs by Satan himself! Maybe you ARE Sat-
an himself!!!! Maybe..."

       "Please..." Lucas says politely... "I don't mind your raving, but you are spitting a lot... although most people do find spitting on me amusing..."
       "And by the way... would you like to propagate?"

       Genevieve looks VERY taken aback. "WHAT?!?"

       "Would you like to propagate... with me... You see, it's part of my rel-
igion, and you do seem to be female, and I really haven't been worshipping reg-
ularly lately, due to the fact that most women won't even talk to me..."

        Genevieve stares at Lucas in bewilderment... then anger!
        "Oooooooh!!!!" she screams, stalking out and slamming the door behind 
her... 

        Lucas sighs... "How typical... I wish she had at least remembered to 
take me down from here... oh, well..."

        He settles back and tries to get comfortable...

        Far above, Seer is checking on Kron & friends, who fortunately don't 
seem to be going anywhere at the moment... when the door to his chamber is
kicked in with a violent Crash! reveling a very angry and frustrated Genevieve

        "Question your own goddamned prisoner, Seer... I'm through!" Without
further explanation, she storms away, leaving Seer staring dumbly at the door-
way she just destroyed...