From: flinx@stein.u.washington.edu (Brian Gray)
Newsgroups: alt.pub.dragons-inn
Subject: [Raoh] Entering battle.
Date: 6 Apr 1993 22:57:06 GMT
Message-ID: <1pt1s2INNov9@shelley.u.washington.edu>

	<Wait.  Let me do something which will make our passage easier.>
Everybody is surprised by the sudden flow, albeit brief, of words from
the mute, who has said little throughout the trek.  
	<Gather closely to me...I'm going to make us as unseen as possible.>
Still perplexed, the team draws closer around the telepath, wondering just how
he is going to pull this off.  
	Iniside his mind's eye, Pantora expands his view to encompass the team,
so taht he is slooking down upon them from above.  To the outside, he is 
concentrating sternly, but he says nothing.  From his aural viewpoint, 
Pantora works to dim the auras of all those around him.  His own goees first, 
as he has had the most practice on aking himself unseen, but, eventually, the
others dim as well.  He knows this does not harm them--he has tried this 
before, once...
	Soon enough, the images of his teammates are reduced to mere dull 
flickeers of their former brightness.  <Good.  Keep close to me, and do your
best to not call attention to us. Let's go.>  
	His brow furrowed, he knows this will be a tight strain on his 
resources, but hopefully he should pull through.  The team moves easily, having
spent the past days learning to move at a suitable pace for all.  Ahead, as
they approach a gate to the city, a squadron of mounted guards come out of the
city.  Quelling the worries of the others with a slight <murmur>, Pantora 
continues on.  
	Without pausing, the guards ride directly towards the team, and then
strangely, splits in two, passing around the small group, not seeing anything.
	<Good, good...>