Newsgroups: alt.pub.dragons-inn Subject: [TW] Not a happy camper Message-ID: From: jgreene@dorm.rutgers.edu (Jeffrey Greene) Date: 23 Nov 92 00:33:12 GMT Indigo was not happy. The merman had asked Moria twice not to conjure a 'mount' for him, a fact that he was reminded of as he rode along in his tank. But apparently there was no arguing with the drow woman, as she had set her mind upon this course of action and he could not persuade her otherwise. He had his own way of travel. His magical ring and earring could have allowed him to swim through the air. But _no_, he had to go and say that it was uncomfortable for him to use magic. Which it was. But at least he knew and could contol his jewelry. This overgrown golden tripod was unknown. And he felt like his hands were tied, just sitting around in a tank. More like a freak on display. Oh, how he longed to float through the air and stretch his muscles and get some good excercise. Sigh. Of course he would have been uncomfortable swimming in the air. But it was better than riding in this infernal box. The only thing he would have felt comfortable doing was swimming through the ocean. But that would not only make it impossible from the others, but probably not bring them any closer to rescuing the squirrel-rider's queen. Heh. At least the tank is glass. One good battle and it should break. Especially if Indigo 'happened' to tip it over as he got out. Heh heh. -Jak