Date: Thu, 21 Oct 1993 12:51:37 EDT
From: Mike Sander <344LWKC@CMUVM.CSV.CMICH.EDU>
Message-ID: <93294.125137344LWKC@CMUVM.CSV.CMICH.EDU>
Newsgroups: alt.pub.dragons-inn
Subject: Re: [Inn] Zebron makes a friend
Keywords: Welcoming another patron to a.p.d-i...

[ADMIN: Bear with me through another attempt at posting something I'm only
half-sure will reach the group.  Hopefully this, and the fact that I'm working
mainly from memory, won't affect the post...]

Brent watched as Zebron moved quickly to help the newcomer.  The guard cursed
himself slightly for not reacting faster, but the Drow had acted immediately,
almost if he had anticipated someone coming in.  'Then again' the half-elf
reminded himself, 'Zebron _is_ a mage.  As far as I know, he _did_ know before
it happened.'

He put that thought aside though, as he pulled up behind Zebron, and off to
the right a bit, interested in what was going on.  It didn't take long for
Brent to notice the tattoo on the man's head, though it wasn't a symbol he
recognized.  Of course, he hadn't really _expected_ too...

>The drow's eyes crossed in disbelief as the wounds did not mend rapidly.
>
>A weak smile crossed the newcomer's lips.  "Sometimes, the magic is leached
>off anything I touch before it can take effect."

Brent couldn't help but be taken aback a bit by that statement.  That
property certainly owuld be an interesting one around Generica, which most
considered magic-rich.  Of course, he was far from over-reliant on magic
himself...

Fortunately though, the second healing potion worked, and Brent could easily
see that the man was feeling a little better because of it.  As a bowl of
soup was brought by the always-punctual staff of the Dragon's Inn,
introductions were exchanged between the newcomer and the Drow.  Brent waited
until he felt Zebron was finished, and then stepped forward.

"Greetings, Karadin." he said in a friendly voice.  "My name is Brent, and
I'm one of the Town Guards.  Let me welcome you to the fair city of Generica,
and to probably the best tavern in it, the Dragon's Inn.  Hopefully, this is
where you meant to end up."  He gave a smile that he hoped would be
comforting -- he wasn't quite used to... politeness or etiquette after spending
most of his life as a thief, though he felt he was improving, and it was
helping his relations with people.

"And let me go along with the invitation Zebron gave.  You are welcome at our
table, to ask questions about the place, exchange a tale or two, or simply
recover from what obviously was a long and hard trip..." He stepped to
Karadin's left side, ready to assist the man to the table if need be.

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