From: jcp@trident.usacs.rutgers.edu (Jonathan Petersen) Newsgroups: alt.pub.dragons-inn Subject: Re: [Ga] As the crow flies... Message-ID: Date: 21 Dec 92 18:41:09 GMT References: jcarl@jabba.ess.harris.com (Joe Carl Jr.) writes: >Mathew hand was still on his sword when it occured to him, "This is some kind >of test isn't it? I did a bad job at jumping to conclusions back at the inn, >and this is some kind of test. Well I'm not falling for it!" >Mathew extended his hand too "Well met, Zebron, I'm Mathew Dawnstrider." >he shook Zebron's hand vigorously. He looked at the raven and seeing >the watchful gaze of intelligence "Well met, Dusk." >Mathew, thinking he had passed the test, smiled at the others. >"So where are we headed to Zebron the Drow?" he winked at him in a >conspiratorially fashion. "Drow is what I am, not who I am, Dawnstrider," the dark elf stated. Unsure of why the lad was winking at him, then thinking that it must be the opposition of their surnames; Mathew was obviously from a family who passed Dawnstrider down through the generations, while Zebron had chosen the name Twilight when he was exiled from his home. "As for our destination, the goal is Hawksholme. The route is being mapped out by Alaric and Kyleen, our rangers. Ask one of them where the next camp sight is. Speaking of which, I'll never be able to stand watch if I can't get some sleep. Wake me up if we run into trouble, won't you?" Handing his reigns to Mathew, partly to give him something to do, partly to let him know he was trusted, partly to keep him out of trouble, Zebron closed his eyes and was soon fast asleep. -jak jcp@trident.usacs.rutgers.edu