From: v124jw4y@ubvmsb.cc.buffalo.edu (Benjamin R Pierce) Newsgroups: alt.pub.dragons-inn Subject: Re: [Blade] Indigo cometh Message-ID: Date: 9 Oct 92 03:05:00 GMT References: In article , jgreene@dorm.rutgers.edu (Jeffrey Greene) writes... >This done, he swims to the surface, and rests his arms on the ledge, supporting >his torso as his fishy half sways beneath him. > >"Alright you legged creatures, listen up. A couple of patrons here think it's >fun to set a blood crazed bladed fiend loose on the ocean floor. Well, I >won't swim for it. No sir-" > >The creature suddenly gets lightheaded, and almost slips back into his tank. >Fortunately, however, he quickly overcomes wha was bothering him. > >"By the Triton! How do you do it? It took almost every drop of power in me >to levitate, propell myself, and hold my gills! > >"Oh. In my rage I forgot to introduce myself. I am Indigo, son of Markus, >a mer-warrior who has honed his body and mind into formidable weapons. Now, >who is it that hates my people so?" Arcadio staggers over to the tank and looks at the merman for a minute, then says: "I'm waaaaaay too drunk. It almost looks like...naaah. Whawuzzat you were saying, though? Blood-crazed fiend on the ocean floor? Hmmm...soundsh familiar somehow...(looks at Indigo again) 'scuse me...are you part fish or have I had too much to drink?"