From: vaughan8670@iscsvax.uni.edu
Newsgroups: alt.pub.dragons-inn
Subject: RE:new player "the dreammer #2"
Message-ID: <1992Jul23.170254.5757@iscsvax.uni.edu>
Date: 23 Jul 92 17:02:54 -0500

ADMIN: I am posting this for Morgan as he currently lacks Usenet access,
     if you wish to reply to him via e-mail use the address below, if
     you "r"eply and it gets to me, I'll forward to him.

          mabr@sweden.hp.com

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     Dragon's Inn late evening.

     The door to the inn opens, a dark shape fills the entrance. The shape
     pulls back the hood of it's black cloak, calmly looks around the inn.
     The grey eyes fasten on the bar, he shrugs and carefully makes his way
     there. Strapped to his back is a bastard sword with the crossguard co-
     vered with runes. The lights of the tavern reflect in a gemstone car-
     ried in the right earlobe.
     He leans over the bar, gestures for the bartender to come over, then
     asks in a soft voice :
     -Where in the name of the Old Ones am I ?

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Morgan "the Dreamer" Broman             mabr@sweden.hp.com
a.k.a Morgan deGrey (in the S.C.A)
a.k.a Morlacad "Shade" ShadowHawk (in L.R.P.G)

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A man dressed in black pants & mocosins, with a white tunic is sitting at a
barstool.  Shoulder length brown hair and dark brown beard cover his head
and
face, a smile seems to creep across his face whenever he isn't drinking his
ale.  Nothing odd, strange or threatening is noticable.
He casually looks over and says to the stranger in Black,
"Good morrow friend, My name is Radan, I am also a stranger, here let me
buy
you a drink to quench your thirst.  You look as if you haven't had much
rest
friend.  I am a stranger in this land and I understand from your question
you
are, too.  Sit with my friends and I here, and we'll discuss your apparent
misfortune.  The name of this town is Generica, and the Inn is the Dragons
Inn
I belive,  I am at your service."

Rhys, and Killian take looks at this stranger, and ponder what Radan is
really
up to.  Radan quietly takes his place on a barstool, "Come friend sit here,
and
maybe we can discern what has happened to you, that you do not know where
you
are."


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Radan Tsran
a.k.a. Timothy Vaughan
Nothing suspicious, just developing a thread...