Newsgroups: alt.pub.dragons-inn
From: rrb3919@sigma.tamu.edu (BARRON, RANDY R)
Subject: Re: [Blade] What next?
Message-ID: <2NOV199212464542@sigma.tamu.edu>
References: <92307.102202IO20776@MAINE.MAINE.EDU>
Date: Mon, 2 Nov 1992 18:46:00 GMT

In article <92307.102202IO20776@MAINE.MAINE.EDU>,
	 <IO20776@MAINE.MAINE.EDU> writes...
>    Looking up Token spoke to Meshtak "From what ive heard this all started 
>with an attack on you, what do ya say about gathering up all this talent 
>thats accumulated around us and come up with a plan to cream this Mother 
>thing and its little lackey" Farnham noticed the approach of the other who 
>had healed rot, although he seemed unphased by the shape change. "well done 
>brother,thank you" he said holding out his hand in a gesture of friendship.

	Looking at Farnham and taking his hand, Ell says, "my apologies for
the deception but, where I have recently been, the denizens like not strange
creatures, so I have grown accustomed to using this trinket " pointing to a
ring on his right hand, " to disguise my true features.  What is this about
a 'Mother', though?  What has she to do with this?" asks Ell, looking, for
a moment, confused.  "No matter... Chip', if you can keep a lock on the 
creature responsible for these atrocities, methinks we should try to either
kill or rescue the other guardsmen 'fore they wreak more havok 'pon this
city.  What think the rest of you?"  Waiting for an answer, Ell changes to
the hawk and waits, gazing at each in turn with his glowing eyes, upon
a nearby perch....

MASKE			nope, no .sig, too bad....