From: v124jw4y@ubvmsd.cc.buffalo.edu (Benjamin R Pierce) Newsgroups: alt.pub.dragons-inn Subject: Re: [Blade] Gortok arrives at the Dragons-Inn Keywords: Blade Sir tyrone Gortok Message-ID: Date: 25 Jan 93 16:15:00 GMT References: <1993Jan25.123017.10325@mnemosyne.cs.du.edu> In article <1993Jan25.123017.10325@mnemosyne.cs.du.edu>, mreinker@nyx.cs.du.edu (matthew Reinker) writes... > > Tyrone was swearing. "He's possesed, he must be. He's completely >insane. The mad fool. He'll get himself and everyone else killed." Tyrone >grabbed Gortok by the arm. "We have to stop him, he knows not what he does." > "Yup," muttered Gortok. "This is bad." He pulled out the >instruction manual for his axe. If he was going to be in a fight, he was >going to be prepared. As Gortok flipped through his manual, a voice from the back corner of the Inn (the one with decent lighting, not one of the nineteen dark ones) called out, "Sir Tyrone! I say, there!" The decidedly odd individual known as Arcadio abandoned his drink to stride across the room towards the wererabbit and his new companion. Halfway there, he reconsidered, and went back for his drink. When he got to the two, he nodded in greeting, and said, "It's good to see someone familiar! Everyone ran off in separate directions after that nastiness with the guards. When I couldn't find anyone, I came back here. Have you any news of what has transpired since?" He finished his drink in one quick swallow, and regared the knight with interest.