Newsgroups: alt.pub.dragons-inn From: ag708@Freenet.carleton.ca (Jason Hamilton) Subject: [JOI] Family, it's not what they are but who they are III Message-ID: Date: Sun, 3 Oct 1993 20:08:56 GMT With out hesitating Jonathan trotted to the center of the meeting room, he no longer new why, but he had to get the gem to these pepole. "Uh." a soft female was the first to deviate from theplanned topic, "who does he belong to?" For some reason Jonathan felt sure he should be insulted at that. "Becuse if he doesn't I'd like to have him." A general denial of ownership ran through out the room. "Oh, how nice! Come here boy. Come on fellah." Human thoughts slowly fading away Jonathan placidly walked over to the voice, and met his first Trog. "Say what's this? Here boy let go of that. Come on open your mouth adn show me... Gentalmen, our problem has been solved, Saxcern no longer posesses the gem." The Trog looked at the beagle before her. "This must be Jonathan, well?" Jonathan happy at hearing his name barked. The trog shook her head. "Send the fee to the Thieves guild. They came through. Now we must try to fix what has been done, for free." She raised a hand forestalling the objections that were about to arise. "If nessacery I will use the treasury to pay for it." The mages nodded, for a fee they were willing to do what they could. Spell after spell later, Jonathan emerged from the casting chambers. He was not normal, for anything. An attempt to restore his form had given him his height, but nothing else, just the form of a beagle standing five feet at the shoulder. An atempt to return his speach had only given him more facial expression than the average dog. And so they had given up on tring to change him back to normal. A spell of telepathy, coupled with a permancy spell allowed him comuntcation. Another spell gave him almost human hands and finally one gave him back his intellect. Jonathan looked at the Trog. >I insist, there must be something I can do to repay you.< "The return of the gem was more than enough, I repayed you." >My lady, the payment to the guild was payment for the gem, the attempt to restore my form... That was not in the deal, Oh and my lady may I remind you, I am, was the master Thief. I always get what I want.< The Trog smiled, "To be truthful there is something, in a couple of months it'll be spring... My name is Deslyla, would you car to visit the ground-ways with me. You can stay or go as you please, until spring, then I'll require you... untill summer." >My lady it's a deal.< >... and that's how I came to live with the Trogs, I taught the Scroungers all I knew about the art of theiving, turned them into the remarkable force they are today.< Perigrene looked confused, "What did she want of you in the spring?" Jonathan blinked, >I Thought I'd mentioned that, Taylor is my Son. She wanted to have sex with me. That reminds me, where is Taylor anyway?< A soft thud came from the trees. ~I'm here, sort of...~ taylor steped forth from the trees, his apperance drew a gasp from even those who had seen him only breifly. He was now appearantly plant and machine as well as beast. [ADMIN] I have to go, further description of the new taylor forth coming. -- EveryWhere you look life is filled with grim realities, hard facts, plain truth that's not so plain. Every day you are forced to struggle atempting to survive. Not me! Remember life is short, so why live in agony Role-Play today! P.S. life IS short, JOKE hard!