Newsgroups: alt.pub.dragons-inn From: alden@coos.dartmouth.edu (Laurie F. Alden) Subject: [L&S][Storm] The captain, deserving a raise Message-ID: Date: Thu, 22 Apr 1993 22:47:48 GMT Coming back from "battening down the hatches" around Shadehaven, the captain finds a note and reads it with extreme exasperation. "Gone out to enjoy the weather, will return soon." He shrugs into his weather gear, secures a rope, tosses it out the door, and rappells down to the ground, muttering about wizards who do really iritating things likesuddenly installing a 50' high foundation but forgetting about the stairs. "He Could Have Added Stairs, You Know," he cried, to no one in particular. The chances of the stiars already having been added, however, are too slim for a busy guard to compel, and the ascent is completed. The Captain searches the grounds and heads for the secluded cove. Not finding the lady of his house in the expected spot, he will search along the beach until the weather gets too bad and forces him back inside. Hours later, Serene returns, greeted by a wet, cold, and irritated Captain. "You were foolish, nay, even reckless in your actions. You should have not gone out. You should have at least taken someone with you. You could have been hurt or blown out to sea." She looks up, her hair clinging damply to her face, her eyes not quite focussed. "But I did take someone with me," Serene insists, baffled. Turning to her beautiful daughter she tickles the infant's cheek. "You like daddy's friends, don't you, Little Wisp?" The beautiful pair, the infant and mother, ascend the stairwell of their house, not quite touching the steps. The captain silently slams his head against a wall. -- lfa@dartmouth.edu |I guess that's why Chief of Design - JourneyGarb |they call this the blues... Special Education - Norwich, VT |Time on my hands Instructor - University System of NH |could be time spent with you