From: rosenje@wkuvx1.bitnet
Newsgroups: alt.pub.dragons-inn
Subject: [JOI][Storm] The black ship goes down...
Message-ID: <1993Apr8.105958.6772@wkuvx1.bitnet>
Date: 8 Apr 93 10:59:58 CDT

	Kyar saw Segoi hit the water, wounded, and prepared to dive in
after the giant, but then saw Elanon and Ildamar help him back aboard
the Rhymand.  He and Aleric had their hands full against the undead,
especially with the combination of the badly listing vessel and the
fury of the storm.  Kyar felt a jolt tense through the hull of the
black ship, and looked again towards the Rhymand.
	Somehow, the Rhymand began to pull away from the black ship!! 
The few remaining lines holding the ships together grew taught and
began to snap, and the listing of the black ship grew to an even
greater angle.
	Kyar started to get a little tense.  "Aleric!!!!" he yelled at
the top of his lungs, "we have to get off this ship NOW!!!"
	Aleric, in the meantime had nearly fought his way through to
the black robed figure that seemed to be controlling the undead, by
simply hacking the creatures into so many peices that it took quite a
while for them to regenerate.  Just as he reached the figure however,
it collapsed into a pile of black robes (ADMIN:  Courtesy of Quaeros).
	Aleric quickly moved to the railing, grabbing at one of the
few ropes still grappled to the Rhymand's rigging.  He grabbed the
rope with one hand, slashed it with his blade, and repeated his
earlier performance, swinging out over the sea to the deck of the
Rhymand.
	Kyar, however, was not faring quite so well.  He was hemmed
in by the undead, and could not find a rope near enough to him to
reach in time.  He knew he would have to jump again, but could not
concentrate enough to draw in the necessary power for such a feat with
all of the undead attacking him.
	He could draw on the Phadra at least a bit, however, even in
the midst of combat.  He did so, and jumped, not for the Rhymand, but
up, into the rigging of the black ship.  He hung for a second on a
tattered rope, then managed to pull himself up onto the crosspiece of
the mast.  He noticed with dismay that the Rhymand had pulled to
nearly fifty feet away from the black ship.  Even from this added
height, Kyar didn't know if he could make the jump, even with the
adrenaline burst the power of the Phadra could give him.
	What else could he do?  He reached out and drew in all of the
power he could, then leaped from the rigging of the sinking vessel. 
Even as he jumped, there was a loud splitting noise, and the black
ship broke up and slipped beneath the waves.  Several of the mindless
undead leaped after Kyar, falling into the sea and sliding beneath the
dark waves.  Kyar didn't think he was going to make it... he reached
out... and barely caught the aft rail of the Rhymand with his free
hand.  He screamed in pain as all of the muscles and ligaments in his
shoulder ripped out of place, and he nearly lost conciousness. 
Somehow he managed to hang on, and cry out "Help me!!!", just as his
grip began to fail...