Newsgroups: alt.pub.dragons-inn
From: bshsiung@quip.eecs.umich.edu (Bernard Hsiung)
Subject: [R] Dariel tries to get at Amaan
Message-ID: <1992Oct9.161955.19848@zip.eecs.umich.edu>
Date: Fri, 9 Oct 1992 16:19:55 GMT

     Dariel halted outside Amaan's door.  It was closed again and
warded with a glyph.  Hmm...  The trigger lines ran through the walls,
parallel to the deck.  It looked like a variation of a bucket-
balanced-on-the-door style trap.  Anybody breaking the lines would be
dumped on by whatever forces that dimensional signature contacted.

     Dariel grinned.  Planar thinking, Amaan--there's no way to
extend that pattern to cover your ceiling or floor.  Dariel returned
to the staircase that he had passed earlier.

     He followed the corridors of the ship until he reached the 
crowded mess hall.  The patch of floor that he wanted would be right
over there.  "Excuse me, sir.  Excuse me, madam."  Dariel crawled
under a table surround by a variety of oddly garbed and heavily-
armed people.  There was a sudden motion, a loud splintering sound,
and a fist-sized hole in the deck.  Dariel knelt to look into the
hole, and disappeared.

     There was a bellow from below and the hole spouted flames...
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