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From: cam@mullet.gu.uwa.edu.au (Cameron Neylon)
Subject: [W] William's Story Part the 6th
Message-ID: <1992Aug19.015137.8176@mullet.gu.uwa.edu.au>
Date: Wed, 19 Aug 1992 01:51:37 GMT

As it turned out Eloise came back to train with the wizard as well.
I can't remember why, she wasn't happy about explaining it. The mage
was happy to take us though.

W etrained for some time, in arcane rites and summonings and illusions
and such. I always liked illusions, but I was much worse at the powerful
spells of destruction that I had imagined in my youth. My illusions though.
They were wonderful things to work with, to mould and change, like the
best most flexible and stongest clay you can imagine.

We were sent off regularly to collect or capture various things. More 
training, our master told us, but we learnt to work with each other, our
respect for each other growing, especially my respect for Eloise. We has
all become good at waht we did. Two mages, a swordsman, and a healer.
Though she was more than a healer as it turned out.

After some years of this life, we were told that the time for our task
had arrived. We were to travel across great seas and then to a forgotten
city in the middle of a grteat desert. Where in the desert no-one knew,but it was only 4000 square miles. It couldn't be that hard to find.

Once we found the city, we were to cpature a bracelet from the devils
that purportedly lived there. Simple. It never ceases to amaze me that
our master even began tp think we couold do this, but he had supreme
confidence in us. Well, was he wrong . . . . 

-- 
Cameron Neylon  cam@gu.uwa.edu.au
I can't think of anything witty enough that people 
would really want to see it time after time after . .