Newsgroups: alt.pub.dragons-inn Subject: [blade] Meshtak confronts Trawm Message-ID: <1992Oct16.080826.15842@cheshire.oxy.edu> From: dementia@cheshire.oxy.edu (Daniel Steven Reinker) Date: Fri, 16 Oct 1992 08:08:26 GMT References: <1992Oct16.075606.15605@cheshire.oxy.edu> Meshtak walks with Arcadio, Arasmus and the drow woman (who remains nameless) over towards the Spitting Cobra, which is now doing a booming business. The latest billing has Blade fighting a stone elemental contributed by the Mage's Guild. The area around the arena is packed with spectators, and the noise of steel scraping rock is almost louder than the cheers and catcalls. Trawm, watching this event with happiness, sees the group enter and strolls up to them. "You patrons must be from the Dragon's Inn." he says, noting Meshtak's mysterious black cloak. "What can I dose for ya?" His eyes betray his eagerness and hope that these 'patrons' are here to go a round with Blade. But Meshtak only pulls out a very official looking badge from his pouch. His voice is disguised, low and gruff. "City Rune inspectors, Mr. Trawm. You have a very dangerous creature here; you had better hope your wards are up to date, or you're in big trouble. We may have to shut you down." Trawm pales. "Surely we can come ta sum arrangements..." he says, 'accidently' dropping a gold piece. Meshtak ignores it, instead turning to the drow woman. "Go for it." he whispers. Then he turns back to Trawm. "Mr. Trawm, I hope we can expect your full cooperation." Trawm sighs, knowing the universal law - with government comes despair. "Yeah, yeah. Go ahead." he says. Meshtak the Draga -- "You can't help that. We're all mad here."-The cheshire cat, Alice in WL "A mass hysteria/a megalomania/reveal Dementia/reveal"-Metallica