Newsgroups: alt.pub.dragons-inn
From: abb6731@ritvax.isc.rit.edu (Mister Sinister)
Subject: [JOI] The large one speaks.
Message-ID: <1993Mar30.034138.11941@ultb.isc.rit.edu>
Date: Tue, 30 Mar 1993 03:41:38 GMT

	The large figure who had been sitting silently the whole time, nods his
head in agreement.  Starting early was fine with him, the sooner they were out
of the city the better, there were too many people here and too many magic
users.

	About the time that Quaeros sat down and stopped talking he began to
feel uneasy.  The feeling grew in him until he noticed its source.  It was
coming from the large cloaked figure sitting across the table from him.  In
fact as he looked around him, the rest shifted uneasily, catching sideways
glances at the strange figure.

	He himself seems at odds with his surrondings.

	"Well it seems this is the time for introductions," speaking from under
his hat and cloak, the voice is still deep and clear.  "My name is Segoi, taken
from one of the gods from which I draw wisdom.  He is the creator of a realm in
which I once dwelt, and who's teachings I follow.  As before stated you may
have need of my strength, and as to why I would join thee.  Why Laurenth has
given reason enough for any soul to tred the hellways;  ADVENTURE!"  This last
word sends tingles down Quaeros's spine.  Segoi was definitly one to be
approached with caution, and there was something else more sinister hidden
beneath that claok, something destructive, something unknown...

	...but he was speaking again.

	"Pray tell me Laurenth, why do you cover the childs mouth so?"



						Mr. Sinister...