From: cgirard@neumann.une.edu.au (The Blade of Malchrntyne)
Newsgroups: alt.pub.dragons-inn
Subject: [R] Shaman awakes...
Message-ID: <1634@grivel.une.edu.au>
Date: 13 Aug 92 03:24:51 GMT


[ADMIN:  This is posted on behalf of Helios aka Chris Miller]
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[ADMIN: This happens while Helios & co. are wandering around in
	Specifica. ]

[Location: Underground...
[Players : Shaman, lich, and Schumann, leprechaun
[Target  : Helios Darkmane
[Object  : Revenge

	Schumann levitated the platter across the kitchen. He
had been doing so for the last half hour.
	"Freak, I'm bored..."
	"HE"S HERE !"
	The platter dropped to the floor as the voice rang out 
inside Schumann's head. It was a voice that had only spoken nine
times in the 48 years Schumann had been acquainted with it's
owner.
	"Who ?"
	"THE CENTAUR."
	Schumann's eyebrows lifted.
	"Here ? In Specifica ?"
	"YES."
	"Does this mean....."
	"HE HAS STARTED ON THE ROAD TOWARDS HIS DOOM...."
	"Ooh boy, have I waited for this or what !"
	There was a pause.
	"How ya gonna do it ?"
	"JUHLAVI."
	"Juhlavi ?"
	"HE HAS THREE SLAVES...
	 LET US SEE WHAT THEY ARE WORTH TO HIM...
	 I HAVE NEED OF THEM..."
	"How so ?"
	"I HAVE A GIFT FOR ONE OF THEM...."

	Schumann could no longer supress the malicious grin that now
spread uninhibited across his round face. It was a horrid grin, surrounded
by all that green leather...

	"I HAVE A GIFT FOR ONE OF THEM....?