From: fannicm@wkuvx1.bitnet Newsgroups: alt.pub.dragons-inn Subject: Moria: Mounts and free breakfast. Message-ID: <1992Nov11.210522.3895@wkuvx1.bitnet> Date: 11 Nov 92 21:05:22 CST References: In article , jgreene@dorm.rutgers.edu (Jeffrey Greene) writes: >>##Wake up Kotaro. It's almost time to go.## > > ##Only because you asked _so_ nicely, Lady Runecaster.## ##Those of us who are great must make such sacrifices!!## > Indigo opened his eyes, and surfaced. He turned to the armored individual > seated across from his tank, and called out to him, rousing him from his nap. > > The merman then floated out of his tank, taking with him his net full of shells > and his trident. Indigo concentrated, and the entire tank shrank, slowly, to > the size of a tiny cube, which the merman placed in one of the shells in his > net. Slinging the net over one shoulder, and holding his trident, Indigo > swims through the air to Moria's and Ixnaphior's new table. Moria looks at Indigo with a slight frown, "I told you that you didn't have to do that, Indigo. I can easily contrive transportation for your tank so that you don't have to use so much energy to keep up with us. I think that Ixy here is going to come along for the fun, also. Our little band of intrepid adventurers gets larger and larger as time passes. If this continues, our little warrior friend will have an entire army of Big Ones to regain his queen." She chuckles a bit here, and shakes her head. "Oh well..." "So, is everyone ready for breakfast? I am buying! Oh, and Indigo, get back in that tank. Save your energy for a time when stealth is important, now, we needs must move quickly and the mounts that I will provide are relatively tireless. That is, unless someone else has a mount of their own? Obviously there would be no need to concern myself with a mount for that person, otherwise, you ride. I will get the mounts while you eat if there are no objections." She looks around the table... ----- Master Hawk Last Lord of Aracnis The deed is done, and all that shall be left to oppose its authors have been swallowed by the darkness of thier own souls.