From: HADCRJAM@admin.uh.edu (MILLER, JIMMY A.)
Newsgroups: alt.pub.dragons-inn
Subject: [KQ] Colin [GMOAB 6.1] Ruminations and Recriminations
Message-ID: <1fiu5vINNrm1@menudo.uh.edu>
Date: 2 Dec 92 18:10:07 GMT
References: <ByJG7H.5Lz@hfglobe.intel.com> <ByK2wD.H3M@hfglobe.intel.com>

In <ByK2wD.H3M@hfglobe.intel.com> hutch@hfglobe.intel.com writes:

> Sanctuary is a place in the high reaches of the Astral plane.
> 
> Like all places in the high astral, it takes its shape from the viewer;
> it doesn't exist except as a series of symbolic images and implied references,
> being more in the nature of an idea than an actual place.  But if you know
> how, you can travel there.
> 
> 
> Colin staggered through the veil of light, and found himself in an ancient
> forest, in the middle of an open glen, surrounded by protective redwoods,
> with a clear, blue sky above, streaked by wisps of cirrus cloud.  Birds and
> small animals made the usual noises in the distance, and a doe and her fawn
> fed in the meadow, unconcerned.  Colin sat on a fallen log, exhausted, and
> began first aid on his injuries.  A splint for the broken leg would be good.

  Well...not quite broken.  But certainly not in good shape.  The knee had to
be immobilized.  Emotionally numbed by the events of the last few hours, Colin
moved deliberately and with little thought at his task.

  He set his pouch at his side and rummaged through it, pulling out several
pieces of wood.  Several were shattered to pieces, but two survived intact.  The
ranger screwed them together into a single 4' length, then though better of
it and took them apart again, to be tightly bound on each side of his battered
left leg.  Each motion revealed small pains and strains in his muscles that the
healing potions which saved his life had not been able to attend to in dealing
with his more serious injuries.

  Colin completed tying the knots, and tested the contriviance.  It was crude, 
but would serve.  Absently, he noted the absence of Captain, Azzar, Malieu, and
Thk, as well as the presence of 'Realf, Marcel, Rhoan, two others he did not
know, and...Kron.

  For long moments half-elven eyes lingered on the ex-guardsman.  Then he 
looked away and did not look back.

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semper fi,

Jammer Jim Miller 
Texas A&M University '89 and '91
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