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From: dunning@chainsaw.ecn.purdue.edu (GALACTIC COMMANDER)
Subject: [Nightmare] Shendar's beginning
Message-ID: <1992Oct27.174615.23830@noose.ecn.purdue.edu>
Date: Tue, 27 Oct 1992 17:46:15 GMT

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	After spending time staring into the flames Shendar looked down and
wsa able to percieve that her mug was empty, unfortunately so was her purse.
Obviously someone had made off with her last ruby - or maybe she spent it
on this ale.  It was so hard to remember these details after such a long
journey.

	"Lets see...I am Shendar Mistress of the Eternal Flame....my home is
still unknown, but that seems to be a minor detail.  I was in the process of
rebirth when something ripped my body from my chamber and deposited me here.
For what purpose I have yet to learn, but all good things come to those who
wait.  The damage to my body upon entrance was slightly less than the damage
to this inn.  Thankfully these people seem to have mastered the art of fire
since I was able to purge my body of the damage.  After that my memories
again begin to fade....strange I can't remember this being a problem
before."

	"Well it seems that I have better find who brought me here and
convince them to send me home, wherever that is...", she thinks to herself.

	Shendar slowly puts her jack back upon the table and rises out of
her chair.  He body still aches, but that will pass with time.  She begins
to make her way across the room until she is able to find the door.  The
innkeeper makes two attempts to aid her, but she never even notices him.

	Once outside the cool air begins to chill her back into reality.
With a simple gesture a small firelight floats above her head.  Using this
for light and heat she makes her way down the street.

	Suddenly her flame is extinguished as quick as it was created and
the cold night again threatens to engulf her.  Shednar peers around looking
for the source of this trouble.  She spies several men appraoching her from
the south.

	"Good sirs if you could please direct me to the nearest hostel I
would be greatly in your debt."

	The figures continue to approach Shendar as silient as before.
Shendar creates a small flame to again light area, but it is extinguished in
the smae manner before.  She takes several steps backwards as the figures
appraoch her.  She now finds herself backed up against the same inn she
appeared in - with nowhere else to go.  As the figures approach the soft
light of the inn she see the figures for what they really are....

	"Walking Corpses - what kind of land is this!", she yells at them.

	With as much energy as she can gather quickly she summons the fire
again and hurls a ball at the nearest corpse.  It bursts into flame, but
continue to appraches.  As the nearest corpse is almost upon her she brings
forth a wall of fire around her preventing them from getting her.  As the
corpses begin to push slowly through the wall Shendar resorts to the last
option left.

	"HELP!!!!!!", she screams.


Shendar Mistress of the Flame

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