Newsgroups: alt.pub.dragons-inn From: asgds@aurora.alaska.edu Subject: [NKIT]>-[AU][Housestorming] Message-ID: <1993Apr17.144931.1@aurora.alaska.edu> Date: Sat, 17 Apr 1993 22:49:31 GMT Azariah looked about himself. The city had fared badly in the storm. He found himself walking along a great avenue. There was a feeling of hope in the energies of the people, the worst was over and now it was time to rebuild. Azariah stopped suddenly. The stones in front of him had changed, they were now metal. Looking around he felt himself pulled towards a building to his right. Dragon's Inn, that is the name of this place. There is much magic here, many possibilities. As the young man entered the pub there wasn't much notice. People had been entering and leaving all day. This is a nice salad... hey somethings up?! A Unicorn! Azariah hadn't seen a Unicorn in many where's or whens, so naturally he called out to it. Someone's talking to me in UNICORN! Sheryl wheeled around, then she saw the young man with the dark hair and the blue eyes. He was making horse-like noises that while most of the people around her were looking at him as if he were daft, too her it was a song of greeting and joy. She jumped over in front of him and began to speak to him in kind. A Unicorn but not a unicorn! This is certainly in interesting where and when! As the Greeting Song stopped he looked up from his kneeling position and found that he and the Unicorn had caused quite a stir. The companions she had been eating with had come over and were looking at him with a mixture of wonder and interest. "Greetings, I am Azariah." he said as he stood.