From: v124jw4y@ubvmsb.cc.buffalo.edu (Benjamin R Pierce) Newsgroups: alt.pub.dragons-inn Subject: Re: [blade] Into the Fray Message-ID: Date: 16 Feb 93 21:58:00 GMT References: In article , acorboy@ux4.cso.uiuc.edu (Andrew E Corboy) writes... > > > Bounding through the foul smelling sludge, Tyrone cursed quietly as the >slimy gunk splashed onto his fur. Vowing silently to bathe for a fortnight >if he ever got out of this alive, the Wererabbit rounded a corner in the >sewer. The Great Sword of Rabbitkind's orange glow suddenly intensified and >in the faint light Tyrone could see a familiar Draga walking alongside >something he'd hoped never to view again. An immense _thing_ seemingly made >entirely of steel daggers made its way down the tunnel. His worst fears were >realized. Blade was free. > Tightening his grip on the glowing Two Hand Sword, the ex-Paladin readied >himself for a battle that he knew he couldn't win.... > Several things happened at once. The earth seemed to shift, knocking >Tyrone from his feet. Looking up from the muck, he saw that a hole had been >rent in the earth where Meshtak and Blade had been. Several large lizard-like >things were moving down the tunnel as well. Finally, Max the armored Mage ran >past him, his enchanted wands at the ready. > Picking himself up from the sewer floor, Tyrone muttered to Gortok and >Arcadio who had followed hot on Max's heels "Why couldn't I have been a >Domestic Paladin like my father? _He_ never ran through sewers tring to fight >indestructable demon-spawn. All he had to do was look good on guard duty and >and stay in step during parades. And fight the occasional holy war." He >pauses and looks frustrated for a moment. "No, _I_ had to be an Adventuring >Paladin. Tyr take it all." And with a tremendous War-SQUEAK, the Wererabbit >lept foreward, his mighty sword swinging. Arcadio winced as the combat splattered sewer-much on his watered silk motley. "I KNEW I should have changed beforehand..." he muttered, rummaging through his sack. Pulling out a small sack of dust, he turned to examine the fight. Knowing that Blade was all but indestructible, he chose instead to lob the pouch at the lizards. It exploded into a cloud of dust, engulfing all but three of the reptiles and causing them to stagger about sluggishly for a few moments, then collapse asleep. "Avoid breathing the dust!" he shouted to his comrades as he began preparations for a spell.