Newsgroups: alt.pub.dragons-inn From: hutch@hutch (Stephen Hutchison) Subject: Re: gnomes Message-ID: <1992Jun16.231018.20595@intelhf.hf.intel.com> References: Date: Tue, 16 Jun 92 23:10:18 GMT s9100433@win4.vut.EDU.AU (Duncan M Jurisic) writes: > >The gnome jumps down from the high stool and wanders over to join Khisanth and t >the others at Rowan's table... > >After smiling at each in turn and listening to some very nice music, >He continues to await replies to his riddle......he has a smug look about him... The table full of rowdies who have been arguing about the gnome's name continue their intramesal mutterings. One of them looks up, startled. "OH, you gave us a hint, yes, thank you, we did hear it, but Bufric here ... STOP IT, Bufric, Robin'll toss you out on your ear!" "I say, we've got the hint. Seven Letters, and the animal is the kind you turn into. Thank you." mutter mumble Bufric, you do NOT spell cat with two "t"s. Yah, D.O.G., cat, there's no "t" anywheres in dere ... Shut up svensen .... "Oh, Mister zurichenmeistermagus? Could you perhaps anotter hint be giving us? Like maybe, yourself be turning into whatever it is you does?" "Hans, that's CHEATING" "Is not" "Is" "Barmaid, another round and a fresh tablecloth, please, this one's got runes all over it."