From: mcspikgfm@dct.ac.uk
Newsgroups: alt.pub.dragons-inn
Subject: [Mista][L] Mel gets fried, badly!
Message-ID: <1992Nov19.200529.1587@dct.ac.uk>
Date: 19 Nov 92 20:05:29 GMT


	Now devoid of any hindrance to her approach, Melandra moved towards 
her 'God' as he turned towards a figure fighting a large number of the smaller
heathens. Through the smoke she recognised it as her new adventuring companion 
Redlin. 'Fire' moved towards Redlin as he demolished his third earth elemental
and turned to face the pair that were left. 
	" Lord of all Fires, my friends come to help thee in thy battle against
these heathens. See, he has managed to dispatch three already for you, my Lord.
He is on your side and worthy of your trust". 
	With that call still hanging in the air, 'Fire' launched a stream of
flames at Redlin's back which caused him to be flung over the small heathens
into a small wooden building demolishiong it in the process. Stunned by her 
'Gods' attack on one of her own companions, even a new one, Mel slowed her pace
and studied 'Fire'. There were no accompanying guards, no god-like brightness 
and it even seemed smaller than when she had first seen it. This was not her 
'God' but an Imposter. It must die for such an insult, all things must know 
what happened to those who attempted such an outrage.
	With a raucous shriek of disgust she ran forward towards 'Fire' with her
sword drawn and a spell emerging in her enraged mind. " You will die for taking
on the appearance of the Lord of Fires....RENEGADE...Prepare to meet his final
judgement..TRAITOR!" Suddenly the incantations flowed from her mouth and the
sky blackened. From a dense patch of cloud came huge hailstones which battered
into Fire's body. It turned and launched a gout of flame at the now charging Elf
which burned away the cloak leaving her encased in flame as the bottles of Oil
she had been carrying erupted. 
	Now there appeared to be two fire elementals in the Plaza. The taller 
one was pouring fire onto the more humanoid figure as it slowly pushed against
force of the flame and bellowed obscenities in a strangely Elven dialect. 
Suddenly the burning figure leapted to the right out of the flame and scrambled
closer to 'Fire'. She dashed forward aiming a cut at his leg, which seemed to 
make contact as it passed through, and then tumbled to the left stright into a
large firey hand that clamped around her left ankle, pushing the dagger conceal
there into her inner leg and melting the outer half of the dagger. 
	All the thrashing movement of the Elf suddenly stopped and her whole 
body fell towards the ground limply. At the sudden lack of movement from its
captive, 'Fire' looked with what amounted to its eyes in its fiery form and then
threw the still burning corpse out into the Plaza, landing on the metal that 
gave it is name.


		[ADMIN: Mel will have her revenge soon!]

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