Newsgroups: alt.pub.dragons-inn
From: rigler@uhifa.ifa.hawaii.edu (Michael A. Rigler)
Subject: [KQ] Thk [Heading for Scrappy Ram] Hunger...
Message-ID: <1992Jul7.095700.2271@news.Hawaii.Edu>
Date: Tue, 7 Jul 1992 09:57:00 GMT

Chars: Kron Questors en route to The Scrappy Ram...

As the party draws near the Scrappy Ram, Thk pauses and speaks to Kron
and the others. 

"SSsss...there is a prissse that comesss with ussssing the powerss of 
the Trident.  For one, it makesss me ravenoussssly hungry."

By way of punctuation, a plainly audible growl wells up from deep within
his stomach.  He releases the Trident to clutch at his stomach with his 
good hand.  The Trident levitates nearby within arm's reach.  

"I...I mussst eat fisshhh sssoon;  yet I do not want my need to 
jeapordizze our missshion."  

His tongue snakes in and out quickly, as though testing the air.  

"SSss...Mmmmm...There isss fisshhh in that hut there."  He points
towards the Scrappy Ram.  He peers at the sign.

"Ah, that iss our dessstination.  Perhapsss I could go in firsst
and trade coinsss for fissshhh, before the rest of you enter.  I 
can eat the fissshhh quickly, while ssscouting the plassse out 
for the ressst of you.  If it ssseems alright in there, I can take 
up a good possisssion for sssuport in casse trouble arisssess.  
Then, when you enter a few minutesss later, they might not asssociate 
me with you." 

He looks around at the rest of you:  Kron, Malieu, Fenris, Highflyer.

"What sssay you to my plan?  I would need sssome coinssss..."

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Rigler