From: rosenje@wkuvx1.bitnet
Newsgroups: alt.pub.dragons-inn
Subject: [JOI][Storm] Kyar vs. the storm (ouch!)
Message-ID: <1993Apr5.101418.6711@wkuvx1.bitnet>
Date: 5 Apr 93 10:14:18 CDT


	Kyar awoke with a yawn.  Being aboard ship always made him
sleep much more deeply.  As he stood, he noticed the ship pitching and
rolling in a violent manner.  He scratched his head with some
agitation.  Although he new very little about sailing and sea travel,
It seemed to him that the ship was acting quite peculiar.
	He debated on going back to bed, but decided to go up on deck
and see for himself what was going on.  When he arrived on deck, he
was nearly washed overboard by what was in his own opinion an overly
large wave.  He was surprised to see also that very few of the sailors
were on deck.  He heard someone shouting something about a leak, and
bailing, and moved to go below, but then noticed a very large figure
(and a little guy) holding the wheel of the out of control vessel.
	"That can only be Segoi," Kyar said to himself.  He moved
slowly to the helm, holding on to ropes as he went to keep from being
washed overboard.
	Segoi, however, had matters well in hand.  In fact, the wood
of the wheel seemed to warp against his great strength.  Kyar
concentrated, and reached out with his mind to the Phadra in the wood,
strengthening it with his own.  He felt the straining wood grow
firmer, and then turned and focused his power into the storm,
attempting to lessen its force around the ship.
	BAM!  A flash of lighting hit Kyar, knocking him down off the
poop deck.  He took a long time getting up, and then climbed back up
to Segoi.
	"What happened?"  Segoi shouted.
	"The storm..." Kyar gasped, "It is not natural.  Something
didn't like me messing with it, so I guess that was a warning."
	"Yes, I know the nature of the storm is not natural."  Segoi
shouted, pulling against the wheel.  "You would be wise not to interfere
with it."
	"Yes, I would tend to agree with you!" Kyar shouted back,
holding his still smoking chest.   "Look!" Kyar shouted.  "There! to
the port! Another vessel!"
	Indeed, a black hulled three-master was about a hundred yards
off the port bow.  Kyar had never seen a ship like it before...

ADMIN:  Ok, somebody... what's on the ship?