Newsgroups: alt.pub.dragons-inn
From: smurphy@unix1.tcd.ie (Mithrandir(S))
Subject: Re: [Blade] Gortok and friends pursue Meshtak.
Message-ID: <smurphy.729434463@unix1.tcd.ie>
References: <1993Feb10.104109.19945@mnemosyne.cs.du.edu>
Date: Thu, 11 Feb 1993 12:41:03 GMT

In <1993Feb10.104109.19945@mnemosyne.cs.du.edu> mreinker@nyx.cs.du.edu (matthew Reinker) writes:


>     A bolt of blue energy shot from the blade of the axe and hit the
>ground with a tremendous explosion.  The force blowing a hole through the
>ground into the sewer and blowing the manhole cover that lay ten feet
>from the party.
>     Gortok looked at the others,  "don't call me Gort."  And jumped into
>the darkness below.


   Max swore to himself.
   In his haste, he had drawn his pistols, and a large humanoid had
picked a fight with him, because Max had spilled his drink in drawing
the wweapon. The CyberWarrior had shot the Humanoid twice, but it still
stood. Max only wanted to use his Stun setting, to cause less trouble.
   In hand-to-hand, he had taken time out to sound knock the Thing
unconscious. But the patrons of the Cobra were angry as shiit about
something.
    Meshtak.
   Blade and the Draga were gone !
    Not pausing to consider this turn of events, Max whirled out of
the Cobra at VERY high speeds, and stopped suddenly out side.

   /Energy.dispersal.detected\

   Max followed the co-ordinates indicated on his faceplate, at a
quick run.
   There were Gortok and Arcadio, and the source oof energy dispersal.

   Max ran up at amazing speeds, and stopped suddenly, laying a hand
on Arcadio's shoulder and whirling him around.

    "Hi, remember me? What's Meshtak up to now?"



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