From: mcspikgfm@dct.ac.uk
Newsgroups: alt.pub.dragons-inn
Subject: New char. but who?
Message-ID: <1992Oct23.160706.776@dct.ac.uk>
Date: 23 Oct 92 15:07:06 GMT


	As the second sun climbs in the sky to meet its fiery rival, two figures
can be seen walking into the Plaza of Glittering Steel. They differ in height by
about a foot with the taller one arguing over his shoulder with the other. They
both make a beeline for the Dragon's Inn, one following the other as a very 
animated conversation continues between them. 
	Within the Dragon's Inn everything is as normal as it ever gets. Several
of the patrons have been sitting in their dark corners for days on end without 
moving and there appears to be a magical discussions going on between a Drow 
Female and a Merman in a glass pool! The door of the Inn opens to reveal a young
human with blonde hair and a barrel chest. His twin swords sit in scabbards on
his belt and he dazzles the Inn's rabble with his clean white smile. He stands
about 6ft 5 in the doorway and has arms that would rival an ogres for size. He 
looks around and spots Littlefair pouring a drink. " Ah.. Barman.. a large ale
and a hot meal for myself. I assume you have rooms to rent?!"
	However, before there is any chance of a reply, a small stone hits the 
strapping fighter on the back of his head and a voice is heard from outside. 
" Don't you ignore me....I told you..I'll get upset if you do that, Cutsie!!". 
	At this he turns round, looks outside and clears his throat. " Mel, I
told you last night was just a one off thing but you wouldn't accept that. So
I let you tag along but now you've just gone too far.Nobody, not even a lady 
gets to call me CUTE and get away with it. I see I will have to teach you a 
lesson. Barman.....hold the ale for a minute, I have a job to take care of". 
And with that he turns around and exits the Inn. 
	Within a few seconds, sounds of fighting can be heard from outside the
Inn's doors and it continues unabated for over 10 minutes. Then a deafening
silence grips the Inn. The rabble look expectantly at the door for the return of
the large fighter but nothing happens. Then suddenly through the door comes a
female Elf with the fighter hoisted on her shoulder. The human is covered in 
bruises and scars and looks to be as stiff as a board. The elf has a couple of 
bruises but is comparatively unscathed. She seems to be talking to the fighter 
as she comes through the door. " ...look I told ...hehheh..you had better check
who your going to hit before you get annoyed. Now if I hadn't been in a good 
mood I could have exploded and you'd have been totally fried. You know...you
really are very cute, Cutsie. Hmmm..what to do with you...Possibilities come to
mind...but I'll leave that till tonight."
	The Elf takes off a pair of hard leather gauntlets and then turns to the
crowded bar and shouted loudly "Excuse me, can anyone recommend a Priest for a 
quick service. By the way, your all invited to the Wedding!!." The face of the
young fighter is held in a mix of astonishment and pain, but his eyes reveal the
surprise he now feels.
	She pulls the body onto her shoulders and walks across to a table. "Four
glasses of wine for myself and an Ale for my beloved when he recovers. Can we
have a room and a large fire. Fun fun fun.....great....hahahahahahhehhehheh"



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  Pyrolator, Princess of Vyalia      * Janet   : mcspikgfm@dct.ac.uk
  & Sightly Insane Elf.."BOOM..Fun!" * Dundee College of Technology, Scotland.
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