Newsgroups: alt.pub.dragons-inn
From: abb6731@ritvax.isc.rit.edu (Mister Sinister)
Subject: [JOI] secrets
Message-ID: <1993Apr29.151915.3506@ultb.isc.rit.edu>
Date: Thu, 29 Apr 1993 15:19:15 GMT


	Segoi looked at the sparkling water of the river.  It was fast flowing
and clear, with a rocky bed.  He shed his cloak carefully looking around before
he did so to make sure Darkin or one of the others wasn't watching.  Then with
only his hat and what passed as undergarments, he slipped into the water.  He
bit his tongue as the cold water hit his wounds, but after a moment they became
pleasntly numb.

	Carefully stretching out he swam across the breth of th river and back,
then in a pool dug out by the current Segoi lay back against a stone and let 
the water run over him.  It was a good feeling, seeming to take away the
soreness and fatigue of the day.

	He looked again at the sky and the stars, and then quickly around to
see if the ever watchful Darkin was at her post.  Seeing her shadowy form he
lay back again and closed his eyes.  The shadows from the trees along the bank
hid him from all but the most inquisitive eyes, or those who simply stumbled
into the pool by mistake.

	He could hear everything.  The quite worble of the river birds, the
croak of the frogs near him, the rustle of the leaves in the trees, and the
ever present river.  This was a place he could stay in.  Peaceful, relaxing,
no one would bother him here, he would not have to hide himself, mabye even one
of his own kind was here.  It looked like teh king of place that they would
come, but he could not tell for sure.  Still there was something.

	The tiredness of the travels over came him and he slept.



						Mr. Sinister...