Date: Monday, 16 Nov 1992 10:02:52 EST From: Message-ID: <92321.100253IO20776@MAINE.MAINE.EDU> Newsgroups: alt.pub.dragons-inn Subject: [Blade] Time to party! It was time. Farnhams body had recovered well under Haggas care and he had armed himself well with spells that hadnt seen use in ages. Bidding Farewell to Hagga and her Daughter and again promising to look for her son, Farnham headed north towards the town. After leaving sight of the small hut Farnham cast the first spell that would put him on the road to Hendrix's destruction. His form wavered and melted and Farnham felt the distinctive stretching sensation that normally accompanied the spell. After a moment his features reformed. He was no longer a short gnome wizard but now a tall,Swarthy looking man with dark hair dressed in clothing befitting a person of noble birth. Farnham knew that this was no illusion but that this was his new physical shape until he reversed the spell. He also knew that it was very difficult to detect. By Farnhams recollection it had been about twelve hours since the attack of the gaurdsmen, The sun haven risen only hours before. He entered the gate without a glance even turninghis way, which reassured him that the disgiuse was working. "Now" he thought "I need to find the others, If there not in jail." Farnham headed towards the dragons-inn with a swagger hoping that his companions were still alive.