From: foleye@xanth.CS.ORST.EDU (Stilt Man) Newsgroups: alt.pub.dragons-inn Subject: Re: [Mista][L] Kirkil on his own? HELP! Message-ID: <1fj9kkINN3ms@flop.ENGR.ORST.EDU> Date: 2 Dec 92 21:25:40 GMT References: <1ff447INNo3@flop.ENGR.ORST.EDU> In article jpesonen@viikki.Helsinki.FI (JORMA JUHANI PESONEN (EKT)) writes: >In article <1ff447INNo3@flop.ENGR.ORST.EDU> foleye@xanth.CS.ORST.EDU (Stilt Man) writes: > >>The Shrouded One takes note of Kirkil's condition, seeing that no one else >>seems to even remember the situation. "Is there some assistance I can be >>rendering?" > > Kirkil is much too weak to take any notice on this remark, though it >comes from a familiar person. He is too busy in keeping the shield up and >controlling his pain. Too little Power to wield, too few bits of Essence to >help. Though this world is more powerful than his own, he cannot get enough >power out of it to use. > "Help...me...to...close...this...shield...as...a...net...", he >manages to wisper, while pushing his arms to his front forming a circle in >front of him. > The smaller Earths close in into this net, slowly and confused, as >their master is fought out by Luther. > 'Maybe I'll survive, if someone could help Xrxs to destroy that >Thing which is draining me', thinks Kirkil closing the shield. > The Shrouded One pinches at the air, looking for something. When she stops, she appears as a mime grasping at an invisible thread. She grasps the "thread" in both hands, and begins to walk, hand-over-hand on the "thread," until at last she reaches the Plaza. There, she sees, and a light of understanding reaches her ebon eyes. There is Xrxs, battling desperately against the shadow creature, who seems to be draining him of life and with him, Kirkil Uaiz. The Shrouded One wraps her entire body, save her velvet-gloved right hand, in her Shroud, her cloak, and extends the hand at the shadow creature. A streak of white light, intense and hot, leaps from her palm and takes shape as a pulse about the shadow, expanding finally into a sphere of light encapsulating the shadow. The Shrouded One pulls her hand beneath her cloak, waiting to see the result. +=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=+ + Kryalla Simuel the Shrouded One + +=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=+ + foleye@xanth.cs.orst.edu + +=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=+