Newsgroups: alt.pub.dragons-inn From: Elanon the Grey Subject: [JOI] Fun fun fun far from the sun sun sun... Message-ID: <1993Sep27.175416.9809@bnr.ca> Date: Mon, 27 Sep 1993 17:54:16 GMT *DAMNATION AND HELLFIRE!!!!* The scream sounded across the small island, emanating from one rather large and rather non-happy camper. He had just finished circling the whole island, searching for whatever boat their pursusers had followed them in, but had found nothing. , he thought. Very few knew better than he did what was truly possible for these creatures when they put their minds to it. And he had found out things in the last few months that had astounded even him, for all the time he had been dead to the outside world, he had not truly been unconscious. It had not exactly been a poison he had been hit with, but instead some sort of potion, which had drawn him out of his body, and onto the plane of the demons. He still had a lot of things to work out dating to that time. In the meantime, however, he should calm down before returning to the camp, or he would be likely to attack somebody, and he did not want to attack his current comrades-in-arms, however annoying some of them might be. He would be likely to need their help later. He reached the brook. It brought back memories; it was there that he had been hit with that accursed dart. He crossed it, and smelt something down the water a ways. Feeling rather confused, he went to investigate. He travelled up the brook, eventually reaching a cave. He peeked inside, rather cautiously, and was immediately frozen in place. A while later, he knew not how long, he recovered to see the proverbial old hag leaning over him. Over to the side he saw Segoi. He looked at the hag, and tried to speak. "Wait! What do you want with us?" "What Matarla always wants... Food..." "In that case, the two of us can help you. If you release us, we know where ten others are. If you release us, we will bring them to you." "What? Release food?" "Little mother, think of it. It is but a small sacrifice for far greater gain. You release two, and later gain ten in exchange. Think of it... ten plump, juicy ones." "How do I know you will return those ten, once you have left here?" "Why, I give you my word. Is that not good enough?" "It is good, I guess. Look at me, and swear you will return me those ten." He did, and eventually he and Segoi were released. They returned to the camp quietly; Elanon brooding and Segoi looking rather shocked. --- Elanon the Grey \ Fear, fear, wherever you may be! Student of Life \ I am the Lord of the Dark, said he. Warrior of Chance \ And I'll snare you all, wherever you may be, ac559@freenet.carleton.ca \ And I'll lead you all to the Dark, said he.