Newsgroups: alt.pub.dragons-inn Subject: Re: [TW] Amachiak: Briefing to all involved Message-ID: From: silk@mcl.ucsb.edu (ken mencher) Date: 20 Nov 92 20:11:55 GMT References: <1992Nov19.072819.4083@wkuvx1.bitnet> In <1992Nov19.072819.4083@wkuvx1.bitnet> fannicm@wkuvx1.bitnet writes: >[ADMIN: I'm going to take extreme narrator's liberty here. I apologize >in advance to anyone who get offended by the fact that the characters of >the TW thread are now all assumed to be together in the stable. Indigo has none taken... > Moria looks down from the back of Nightraven and smiles a small >sarcastic smile, "I believe that you volunteered, Kotaro. That is how all >of us got into this." Kotaro looks back at Moria. "Okay, fine, I volunteered, but that doesn't mean I'm going to enjoy this." Kotaro looks a bit chagrined, and then hauls a helmet out from beside his seat and straps it on. He then reaches down to the other side and picks out a strange looking rifle. He pulls a lever, looks at a small panel revealed, and then slings it over his shoulder. As he zooms off after Amachiak, Kotaro thinks about his companions...one fish-breath, a pacifist, some wierd dark-skinned lady on a silent horse who creates robots, and some short dude on a squirrel. He laughs to himself and then flips a switch, extending the wings on the bike, then climbs into the sky to get a last look at this wierd place called Generica. >Master Hawk >Last Lord of Aracnis kotaro toka silk@mcl