Newsgroups: alt.pub.dragons-inn
From: 003129z@ace.acadiau.ca (DAVID NATHANIEL ZINCK)
Subject: [BHK] Marke is disgusted
Message-ID: <003129z.9.720453136@ace.acadiau.ca>
Date: Fri, 30 Oct 1992 13:52:16 GMT

	Marke let out a reluctant sigh as he watched the rest of the team go 
out the window. "More acrobat hijinks! I hope they land on a pair of 
reproducing draco-liches." He swung himself through the window, after the 
headstrong team of adventurers. He could just barely see Sabrek, and raced 
to follow him. 
	He drew his sword with a casual gesture, and was shocked to 
hear a voice intone "Use me well." as the blade began to vibrate with an 
eerie blue glow. His sword looked similar to Steele's mysterious blade now.
	"Arrrggh!" Marke snarled "Will this tampering with my fate never 
cease!" as he swung his sword.
	The team had dropped into a large room and they were surrounded by 
large mechanical equipment that contained oozing, bubbling, liquid. Marke 
looked around, he had never seen anything like this on Gateway, or any of 
the other worlds. SUddenly his reverie was interrupted by a series of energy 
balls flying between him and Steele. 
	"At last a fight." Marke's steel eyes glinted, and he threw himself 
with abandon into the large party of ogres coming around the corner.


				Keeper of the Gateway,
			
									
						Marke