Newsgroups: alt.pub.dragons-inn From: jng53092@uxa.cso.uiuc.edu (Jon Gad) Subject: A Rabbit's Tale [NEW CHARACTER] Message-ID: Date: Thu, 1 Oct 1992 10:57:24 GMT Quiet town, thought Sir Tyrone as he strolled through the streets of Generica. Probably be a great place to rest for a while and leave off these silly adventures. Besides, I'm overdue for a vacation. Not to mention that goddamned curse.... No, I'm DEFINITELY not going on any follhardy quests. I'll just settle down here for a while and relax. With that decided, the ex-knight continued down the Arcade of Unforgotten Heroes. Nice statues, he thought to himself. A little worn down, but still very nice. And that's a nice fountain, there by the nice bleeding and mangled corpses... Sir Tyrone stopped in his tracks. He looked around at the peaceful arcade and then back at the shredded bodies lying in the midst of a swath of destruction that cut a line across his path. Something's not right with this picture, Tyrone thought as he boldly stepped forth to examine the carnage. The closest body, that of a man dressed all in black who seemed vaugely familar, seemed to have his chest ripped open. A rune-etched sword lay shattered by the man's side. For some reason, the word 'Munchkin' flashed through Tyrone's brain, but it didn't seem important, so he ignored it. With a sigh of one who realizes that frenzied hack&slash is iminent, Tyrone drew his sword. Holding the glowing orange blade aloft, he invoked its power. Immediately, Tyrone began to change. His hair's natural brown faded into a pure white. His eyes changed color from dark brown to pink. White fur appeared all over his body. He sprouted long ears and a bushy white tail. With a ferocius {squeak}, the Were-Rabbit bounded down the trail of the demon Blade... Jon Gad jng53092@uxa.cso.uiuc.edu