From: mozart@coos.dartmouth.edu (Sting)
Newsgroups: alt.pub.dragons-inn
Subject: Re: Rowan [inn]: to her table, + Shonias
Message-ID: <1992Jun22.154513.20525@dartvax.dartmouth.edu>
Date: 22 Jun 92 15:45:13 GMT
References: <1992Jun18.162710.27511@uxa.ecn.bgu.edu>

Rowan says:

>She then turns to Cragin, who had been playing also.  "YOU are quite
>skilled as well," she tells him.  "Where did you say you learned?  Your
>style seems somewhat familiar, perhaps.  I'm not certain..."

Cragin shakes his head ponderously.  "I did not say where, milady, but
I think it is quite safe to say that it was far enough from here that you'd
not have heard of the place."
He takes a drink of ale and crunches a few fries abstractedly.  
"But I must admit, my memory has not been what it was, lately, and 
it's quite possible I'm forgetting something."  He smiles, and toys
quietly with the lute-strings.  
"And you, fair bard?  Where did you learn your fine skills?"

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