Newsgroups: alt.pub.dragons-inn
From: jng53092@uxa.cso.uiuc.edu (Jon Gad)
Subject: [blade] Tyrone risks it all
Message-ID: <Bwu9o5.BJC@news.cso.uiuc.edu>
Date: Wed, 28 Oct 1992 15:57:40 GMT


     Focusing his will upon the  weeping mutant, Sir Tyrone felt the warm 
feeling of peace that accompinied his lost Paladin powers.  Staring at Rot,
the Wererabbit was shocked to discover that the disease-ridden form did not 
glow with the sickly green aura of Evil.  Realizing that his hold on the 
blessings of the Gods would be short-lived, Tyrone leaped foreward.
     Placing his paw on Rot's forehead, Sir Tyrone prayed with all his might
for a cure to the Guardsman's affliction.  A golden glow encompessed Rot, and
some of his boils disappeared.  But not all, for the Great Mother is always
reluctant to release her hold on those she has touched.
     The glow faded, and Tyrone felt the warmth depart as the Gods once again
tore away his Paladinhood.  And with it, his Paladin's immunity to disease.
Stumbling away from the partially-cured Rot, Tyrone said "I think...I'm...going
...to...be...ill..."  and collapsed into a heap on the pavement.

ADMIN:  Well, Rot's less deadly now, but he's still infectious, and still
	dangerous...

Jon Gad
Sir Tyrone
jng53092@uxa.cso.uiuc.edu