Date: Monday, 30 Nov 1992 10:07:06 EST From: Message-ID: <92335.100706IO20776@MAINE.MAINE.EDU> Newsgroups: alt.pub.dragons-inn Subject: [Blade] still on his own.... Farnham approached the magistrate, "Good sir, could you kindly tell me what is going on in this...this village" The disgust in his voice put a grimace on the magistrates face. "who are you?" he cried "and how did you get in here?" Farnham acted outraged "Corwyn of Lankshire if you dont mind sir and I asked you a question!" The magistrate backed off noticbly not wanting to anger an obviously unpridictable young lord. "What is your problem young sir?" he said much more politely. "If you mean the round up of a few ruffians around Generica that was by order of the Merchants guild." Farnham stiffened slightly as he realized the scope of Hendrixes control on the power centers of Generica. "no,no" Farnham replied fiegning no knowledge of the attempted arrests "I must see the head of the Merchants guild so as to conduct some buissness for my father" The Magistrate relaxed at Farnhams seemingly more rational tone. "Why of course young sir you realize that lord olman is busy.." Farnhams smile turned into a frown "..But maybe I can get you a quick appointment" He turned away and stared at a small scrying device after mumbling quietly for a few moments he turned back to the young lord "He will see you now.. mysecratary will show you the way" The magistrate seemed to have gained that glassy no-thought look and this worried Farnham but he followed anyways. Soon he had reached a large office and was ushered in. The man behind the desk that rose to greet him smiled warmly although it seemed programed and stiff. "Hello Farnham, I knew you would come. Are the others dead yet?"