Newsgroups: alt.pub.dragons-inn
From: bfish@sequent.com (Brett Fishburne)
Subject: [KQ] Captain [near Spitting Cobra]: We're coming Rhoan
Message-ID: <1992Jul9.182727.8228@sequent.com>
Date: Thu, 9 Jul 92 18:27:27 GMT

Characters:  Azzar, Rhoan, Captain cc: Kron Questors

[ADMIN:  A fine little mess you've gotten yourself into Rhoan, E-mail
Tanya and myself if you've already figured out what you are going to
do!]

Captain watched in amazement as Azzar scaled the brick wall.  There seemed
to be no end to what this woman could do.  It occured to him that she
was just in her element (land) and he was out of his (sea).  Perhaps this
was reasonable to expect, all the same, he didn't remember anyone this 
good from his childhood fishing village.

Hanging precariously by her toes and one hand, Azzar unsheathed
her dagger and started tapping on the window.  She was using a sequence of
long and short taps which reminded him of the night communications used
aboard ship.  He had often flashed candle signals between ships which
stayed out of voice range for safety reasons.  Anyway, it was clear that
she was more familiar with this form of communication then he was, as she
was tapping much faster than he could follow.

At first, Captain had felt it was necessary to stand below Azzar as she
climbed in the hopes that he would break her fall should that be necessary.
As time moved on, however, he realized that she was not likely to fall and
he began to feel like the fifth leg on a race horse.  While he was looking
around for something to do, he noticed several bricks piled together in a
nearby empty square (prepared, no doubt, for a stoning).  Captain went over
and grabbed one of the bricks, then removed the rope which Azzar had been
carrying in her pack.  As he did so, he mentally kicked himself for not
offering to carry it, he hadn't even thought of it as the pack looked so
natural on her.  After tying the rope around the brick he called up to
Azzar, "Tell him to move to one side -- away from the window -- and I'll
throw this brick through.  Assuming he's not as agile as you are, he
will need the rope to climb down."  Captain waited for Azzar to tap out
the message and for her to return to the relative safety of the ground
next to him.  He played a mental image of her next to him wearing that
funny little hat while the poor soul locked in the room made his way
down and he liked thinking that he could (to some extent) play the hero.