Newsgroups: alt.pub.dragons-inn
From: kring@efes.physik.uni-kl.de (Thomas Kettenring)
Subject: [inn] What Kloote did all that time
Message-ID: <1993May6.232427.26822@rhrk.uni-kl.de>
Date: Thu, 6 May 1993 23:24:27 GMT

ADMIN: Sorry but I had neither ideas nor much time for Kloote.  I still haven't
 but I'll try anyway.  For the benefit of those who didn't read about the
 earlier developments, here is a short summary:
 Some days ago, Lifilis Kloote caused the chagrin of one of the fellows in
 the dark corners, which happened to be Guildmaster Gwaliostrok, Archmage
 Rivy's second-in-charge, who supplied the conjurer with lots of forms to fill
 in order to practice as a conjurer in Generica.  Earlier, Medor the Night
 Lizard (those creatures are filling the ecological niche of familiars;
 look into the Bestiary for further details) had decided to adopt Kloote, who
 first struggled, then resigned to his fate.

 Characters used: Kloote, Medor, Wyeriun, Gwaliostrok, Sheryl (thanks to
   Chris Meadows, who acknowledged this)
 Characters mentioned, some of them not by name:  Denriqa, Kaalzic, Kardia,
   Shargugh, Enn Piecy, 'Raelf, Lancos, Little Rat, Andrea, Aitreni


  Impatiently, Medor sat on the table of his new wizard.  He didn't do wizardly
things anymore.  He went to his room to sleep, he went out and talked to
people, he sat in the inn and ate, as he did now.  But he didn't let people
disappear as before.

  Kloote had been pulling strings.  He had consulted the Wyeriun, whose life
he had earlier saved, about the forms he had to fill for the Mage Guild, and
the Sea Mage had laughed and informed him that the so-called Guildmaster was
not at all the head of the Guild.  With the Wyeriun's help the conjurer had
managed to make Gwaliostrok accept his application in spite of formal errors,
and he was now a member of the Mage Guild.  The next step was getting a house.

  The clerk at the Office of Public Real Estate had proposed several objects,
but Kloote hadn't liked any of them.  He had used his connections - the Wyeriun
really turned out to be a useful person - and finally a building close to the
Royal Palace was found.  The former inhabitant, a rich merchant's widow, was
leaving Nexus because their astrologer had moved away and given her the advice
to do the same.  Kloote had driven a hard bargain and got the house for a
ridiculous price.  Afterwards he had wondered for a long time about the force
of that woman's superstition.

  Until the widow was finished moving out, the conjurer lived in the Dragons
Inn.  Still, most of the patrons were not up to his standard, and his nostrils
were high in the air most of the time.  A new picture was put on the wall, made
by Kaalzic, and he didn't like the style at all.  He further disapproved of the
female with the crippled foot, the brownie, the under age seer, and several
others, some of which he had disapproved before, such as 'Raelf, Lancos, and
especially Little Rat.

  The only creature he didn't look down upon was the unicorn that frequented
Littlefair's pub.  Sheryl was the most beautiful thing he remembered having
ever seen, and he unobtrusively made some drawings of her.  He didn't intend
to use the pictures for conjuring her, he just *had* to make them.  He stopped
that activity when she came back with a braided mane that spoilt her natural
beauty.  From then on he resented the unknown person who had done that.
Of course he didn't think that the black-clad female that accompanied the
unicorn was an appropriate attendant...

  Kloote's house was badly damaged in the big storm.  The repairs cost him far
more than the house had, and his reserves shrank considerably.  It would soon
be necessary to start his conjurer business, so he sat in the Inn and made
plans.

--
Lifilis Kloote, conjurer and artist
aka Thomas Kettenring