From: tkelly@unix2.tcd.ie (Mithrandir) Newsgroups: alt.pub.dragons-inn Subject: [KQ][TGMOAB 7.y(a)] Noble poses (get off your horse) Message-ID: Date: 22 Dec 92 16:29:07 GMT Silken stood there, nothing less than an air of tragedy upon him. "Ah, fair Generica, my sweet love, farewell and forever my -" He paused, a dramatic pause no less. What the- Certain persons were looking at him with expressions of bemusement. He recalled being very tragic about something or other only moments ago, and having an argument with the blonde guy. 'Raelf, that was his name. Something about a 65% chance of world doom. Silken felt oddly light headed, and leaned sat down for a moment. He felt ill, and confused. That man, in his vision. They were arguing about him or something, and Silken had been in denial mode, or tragic mode, or something like that. 'Raelf had done confusing things, like turning into a ... thing while telling him that life the universe and so on were not locked up in a time something or other. The jist appeared to be that he didn't have to take on a doom and gloom approach. Confusing chap, this 'Raelf, never met anybody like him before. He stood up rather groggily, holding his stomach, with a slight grimace on his face of discomfort. "I'm sorry, 'Raelf, how would we uh stop uh him?" -- Haggis: Haggis is a black pudding eaten by the Scots and considered not only a delicacy, but fit for human consumtion.The minced heart, liver and lungs of a sheep are mixed with oatmeal and boiled in the sheep's stomach before ...Excuse me a minute... [Mithrandir/tkelly@unix2.tcd.ie]