From: silk@mcl.ucsb.edu (ken mencher)
Newsgroups: alt.pub.dragons-inn
Subject: Re: [TW] Moria: Honor and Death.
Message-ID: <silk.721516699@mcl>
Date: 11 Nov 92 21:18:19 GMT
References: <jpesonen.101@viikki.Helsinki.FI> <1992Nov4.100112.3692@wkuvx1.bitnet>  <silk.721353789@mcl> <1992Nov10.070651.3843@wkuvx1.bitnet>

In <1992Nov10.070651.3843@wkuvx1.bitnet> fannicm@wkuvx1.bitnet writes:


>   Moria looks at him for a moment.  "Honor and studpidity do not go hand
>in hand, mercenary.  Look around you.  All of the folk that I have met in
>this Inn are honorable folk, and do 'the honorable thing' because it is
>right, but all of my friends are still alive, and most of them would
>probably take umbrage at being called Stupid."

Kotaro visibly bristles at being called a mercenary, but has little chance
to respond, as Moria continues on.

>   She looks interested for a moment, but then Luthor Anside shows up and
>ushers her upstairs.

Kotaro watches Moria go up the stairs, and then walks back to the stables.
After a few minutes, a small man, dressed in a dark blue jumpsuit, with a
fine sword hilt sticking up over his shoulder walks into the inn.

He stares up at Amachiak, and then goes over to Indigo.

	"I suppose we might want to find out who is supposed to be guarding
our backs.  My name is Kotaro...shall we at least have a drink to the
success of our endeavor?"

>[ADMIN:  See the relavent postings by myself and the Dreamer]

[ADMIN:  net lag on my end...apologies...]

>Master Hawk

Kotaro Toka

