From: mcspikgfm@dct.ac.uk
Newsgroups: alt.pub.dragons-inn
Subject: Mel sees Zacharia and chats to KIrkil
Message-ID: <1992Nov5.191041.1078@dct.ac.uk>
Date: 5 Nov 92 19:10:41 GMT


	Mel sits at the table with her head lying flat waiting for the first
signs that the purifier she has drunk has started working. As she sits she 
hears someone shout at Littlefair .."your finest wine, my good man". This 
peaks her attention, and she hunches herself up to look at the figure at the
bar. She watched as he drank a 'PINT' of wine.....he had money obviously & he
could drink...maybe better than her.....[ADMIN: almost anyone is better than
Mel!] Hmmmmmm she thought to herself. "I'll have to meet this stranger...
wonder which room he's in?????"...Then she heard Kirkil asking her who she was
and her pride stirred within her and she slowly raised her head. 
	" I am Melandra Flametree, of the Clan Flametree, Ruling Clan of the
Vyalian Elves. Princess of my elven homeland, as you humans deem me and a 
warrioress of great renown. I am Immolater & Pyrolater, Protector of the
Trees and worshipper of the Flame. I......oh no.....". With that she curls up
into a small ball and starts to shake and shiver uncontrollably. She slips of 
the chair she was hunched up on and starts to convulse on the ground.
	After a few minutes of this strange behaviour, she slowly begins to
stop. Getting up from the floor of the Inn she looks at the worried Kirkil
and apologises. "I'm sorry, its the purifier....It sometimes does that..its
very painful". At this she starts a sequence of stretches to prevent cramp 
which gives the stunned archmage a full view of her very limber body. 
	" Pity your not a vampire, but the red eyes and the palid colour to the
skin do set you apart from your normal run_of_the_mill human, you know. As I
was saying before, I am Melandra Flametree....Adventureress...I could do with
something to do here at the moment...but what is you are going to do?. By the
way....do you know of a nice priest or preferably Priestess to conduct a small
wedding????? Or funeral if he doesnt unstiffen soon!" with that she looks
across at her 'beloved' that is tilted against a table looking even more like
a statue that had fallen over. 
	She glanced away from Kirkil at the other party at the table. "Who's
the zombie!??" She then reaches over towards Kryalla and waves it around in her
face. "Ok, Nice looking but she's a match for my 'friend' over there!"
	With that she turns back to thinking about the newcomer....money & a 
drinker...wow what a combination...ruin every time...but what fun getting 
there.

							Mel.

							Slightly Insane Elf.

	[ADMIN: sorry Zacharia....but e-mailing you bounces! ]
	[check the address you gave!!!!]
       
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Melandra Flametree, Lady Wizardess      * Internet: mcspikgfm@dct.ac.uk
Princess of Vyalia & Slightly Insane Elf* Janet   : mcspikgfm@uk.ac.Dundee-Tech
"...BBBOOOOOOOOOMMMMM....FUN..hahahhah!"* Dundee Inst. of Tech., Scotland.
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