Newsgroups: alt.pub.dragons-inn From: tkelly@unix2.tcd.ie (Mithrandir) Subject: [KN] THE PAIN!! Message-ID: Date: Tue, 20 Oct 1992 12:12:19 GMT A faint throbbing at the temples and darkness. His hands tied behind his back and a gag in his mouth. This really isn't my day, thought Vandir to himself. He gradually pulled himself into a sitting position and opened his eyes gradually. They were met my darkness only. He could hear others around him, but he was unsure of how many. His mind was definitely very foggy. He remembered being in Yirma's Brothel enjoying some of the more exotic pleasures offered. Then suddenly his "companion" had given him a drink of wine, with a little extra. Before he knew anything he passed out quite suddenly. He wasn't up to a spell at all. As a mage, Vandir didn't advertise the fact, prefering to wear normal clothes instead of robes or a hat. Sensible clothes. He also specialised in spells that didn't require any componenets at all. He wasn't the world's best mage, but neither was he the world's worst. His race was quite human in the normal fashion ,however. He heard somebody stir in the corner of the room. 'What the hell is going on', he thought to himself. -- >>>[Mithranidir]<<< >>>[tkelly@unix2.tcd.ie]<<< "I hate it when they aint been shaved ",Severn from Near Dark.