Newsgroups: alt.pub.dragons-inn From: bdianton@cs.ulowell.edu (Mark DiAntonio) Subject: Grimsword [Valkeer] plots (for Lathan Questors) Message-ID: <1992Jul2.151631.21331@ulowell.ulowell.edu> Date: Thu, 2 Jul 1992 15:16:31 GMT Lathan Questors (Khisanth, Salamander, etc.) Grimsword sat on his throne of bones. He was annoyed with his meek town. There had been no riots, no crime, no local do-gooders to deal with. Entertainment was at an all-time low. Sure he had his priests to idolize him, but he need something more. "Dracat, we bring me a prisoner!", Overlord stated. The suit of armor moved next him. To all it looked like there was nothing occupping it but a pair of orange glowing eyes under the horned helm. The Death Knight stepped into the shadows and was gone. ++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++ Fineus sat in his prison cell. It was dark, and smelled of death. The walls, like the moon in an eclipse, let in no light. He sat, hungry and tired, awaiting his fate. He had seen others being brought off to some twisted madman they called "Overlord". Fineus's heart skipped a beat, as he saw a horrible figure step out of the shadows. It was dressed in plate armor wore other knightly items, but there was nothing regular about this knight. He couldn't make out his face. It was shrouded in an unnatural darkness. Two piercing, red eyes looked upon him unfailingly. The knight reached out a gauntlented hand and grabbed Fineus's shoulder. An sharp pain shot through, Fineus. His shoulder felt like it had been impaled on a large ice spike. Fineus screamed but it did no good. The dead warriors, crushing grasp continued to crush his shoulder. With a flash the two were no longer in the dank cell. Fineus found himelf in a large hall, surrounded by skeletal guards. In front on him was a huge monster-like man, or atleast he thought it to be human. It towered over nine feet of the ground. Both his hands grasped a huge sword. Six other arm-like growths lay motionless by his side. +++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++ Grimsword found pleasure in taunting his victims, but today he felt bored. Even with this, the best part of the day. Something had got to change... Keywords: