From: z_falkrg@ccsvax.sfasu.edu
Newsgroups: alt.pub.dragons-inn
Subject: Re: [R]PIRATES!  We don't need no stinkin' Pirates!
Message-ID: <1992Oct23.125916.1608@ccsvax.sfasu.edu>
Date: 23 Oct 92 12:59:16 CST
References: <1992Oct21.021421.7915@iscsvax.uni.edu>

> Reaching the turmoil near the table where most of the companions were, Radan
> saw the hole in the floor, and saw flames erupt into the air.  Then when that
> subsided, Radan, Shade, Mistletoe, and Killian were standing about the opening
> and staring at the three people that were in the room below.  Amaan was at one
> end, a strange man was in the middle, and Karl was at the doorway.

	"What in the bloody hell is going on here!?" Killian bellowed
> 
> Radan was confused, but he wanted to help out Karl and Amaan, since that was
> what the job entailed from the beginning.  Radan sprinted back towards the
> stairway to get down to the floor Amaan and Karl was. His heart lept into the
> middle of his throat and was pounding rapidly when there was a large 
> 
> 
> ****KABOOM******
>                                                                    
> The Sailors were shouting "PIRATES STARBOARD HO!"  "PIRATES!"

	"I suggest that you all put your personal differences aside and get on
deck for a real fight."  Killian growled as he rose to the main deck.

	Killian stood stoically on deck, staff in hand ready for the inevitable
boarders that come from pirate ships.  Suddendly his eyes go wide and his mind
races.  Inside his mind's eye, he sees a shadowy figure approach him.

	"Let the beast inside you rule, your death at the hands of your
companions would amuse me immensly my old friend." the figure whispers.
"It is a pity I cannot do it myself..." the figure then gestures and a huge
tiger appears and pounces on the astral Killian.

	In reality, Killian drops his staff and clutches his head..."NO!!!!  I
WILL NOT LET IT HAPPEN!!!"  As he struggles, he changes.  His cries of anguish
turn to roars of rage and blood lust.

>"REPEL BOARDERS! ALL HANDS ON DECK, REPEAT ALL HANDS ON DECK!"
> The sailors turned and lay in waiting for the attacking pirates.
> Some however, just laid around, and kept their weapons from view.  There were
> about 15 that did this.  They all started to moan and groan, suddenly it
> clicked.  They were pretending to be injured so that when the pirates came
> about they could surround them, they hoped...
> So did Radan.
>
Radan looked over at the bard, a frown crossing his face.  "Get down, pretend
you are injured!  Maybe we can trick them!" he hissed.

	Killian barely heard what Radan said.

	"Keep away from me...something is wrong." is all Killian could say.
 
	I cannot let this happen.  I will not.  I am not an animal!  These were
the thoughts that raced through Killian's mind as he struggled with the spell
cast on him.  "WHO IS DOING THIS TO ME?!?.....NOOOOOOO!!!..."  The angushed cry
crecendoed to a chilling roar as a tiger stands where the bard used to.

	The tiger looked around and saw Radan staring in confusion.  The
normally intelligent green eyes were clouded with hate and bloodlust,
containing nothing but the instincts of a hungry beast.  With almost a grin,
the tiger crouched and prepared to leap at Radan.

Killian - King of Bards and Bard of Kings
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