Newsgroups: alt.pub.dragons-inn Path: netcom.com!netcomsv!decwrl!elroy.jpl.nasa.gov!usc!cs.utexas.edu!asuvax!chnews!ornews.intel.com!ibeam!hutch From: hutch@ibeam.intel.com (Steve Hutchison) Subject: [LH] Preparing Things. Message-ID: Keywords: LH means LightHouse Organization: Intel Corp., Hillsboro, Oregon References: Date: Tue, 21 Sep 1993 17:29:45 GMT Lines: 199 "C'mon, Little Rat, I gots ta go get da stuff." "Kev, we's not sposed ta go out dere less dere's a grup wit' us." "But Reelya told me ta get da stuff on dis sheet a paper." "What stuff?" "See, here, four fresh habiluts, six bags a apples, ten pie napples, two big sea trouts, alla dese here is herbs, an' a dozen sea crawlers." "Dat's a lotta stuff, ain't da merchers gonna get mad if ya tries ta take dat much stuff?" "I got gold, nimnoe. See, Reelya gave it ta me." "But ... Okay, but I get ta go wit' ya. Ta keep ya out a trouble." "Den we gotta ast one a da grups. Hey, I knows. Let's ast Dougl." ---- The satyrlion prowled back and forth in the room. "What do you mean, they just left? With Dougl?" "They came into the room, said something to the kid, and then the three of them left. I had no idea they were going over the wall." "Karl, he's ... Never mind. Kev knows better." "What's wrong, 'Raf?" "Raye, did you know that Kev and the Rat and Dougl went down to the market a few minutes ago?" "Yes, I did." "Why doesn't anybody _tell_ me these things?" "You were asleep on the lawn, I didn't want to disturb you." "I was _not_ asleep, I was meditating." "Do you always snore when you meditate?" "Karl, if you laugh, it's twenty more laps tonight. I was not snoring. I was purring. There's a difference." "Purring?" "I couldn't help myself. It was warm out." ---- "Kid, you're gonna get us in trouble if you don't cut the clowning." "Am not." "Kev, you is a idjit." "Same to you with carmel on it." "Look, you two, let's just get on to the fruit merchants, okay?" "Okay. Hey, Rat, lookit dis, I can walk on da edge of dis trough." "Don' scare da horses, 'member?" "Den don' shove me." "C'mere, kid. Stop squirming. There. Feet on the ground, okay?" "Okay. (shuffle shuffle shuffle)" "You can pick them up to walk." "Okay." "You don't have to pick them up that high. Come on, no silly walks, you're gonna make us late." "Where we gots ta go?" "I want to get back to the lighthouse before noon, 'Raf says he's got the magic gate set up to take me to visit my uncle." "Da harves' again?" "Yes, Rat. There's a whole field of spuds to be picked, and they're making hay in the wheat fields." "Is ya gonna be at da party tonight?" "Nah. Well, maybe. If I'm not too sore." "Howcome ya gets sore?" "Because I work hard, Kev." "But howcome ya don' just ... oh yeah ... never mind." "Howcome I don't just what?" "Make da hurt get better fast." "What do you mean? It gets better when it gets better, you can't make that happen faster or slower." "'Raf says he can." "'Raf is a magic user." "Well, so's a palladin." "Nuh uh, dumbnog, a palladin is like a priest." "That's right, Little Rat. Besides, Kev, I'm not a paladin yet. I have lots more work to do before I make the grade." "Betcha ya _could_ make da hurt go faster." "Let's just get the apples, OK?" ---- "Hello, Dougl. I was worried about you kids." "No problem, Mr. 'Raf. Well, maybe a little problem. Kev is a silly kid." "Yeah, tell me about it. He braided my mane yesterday, when the rest of you were visiting with Andrea and Sheryl in the garden." "Howcome you let him do that?" "Didn't notice. He told me he wanted to brush it, practice for the horse, so I let him, the little creep." "Hey, 'Raf? What's this stuff the kid was saying about healing faster?" "Huh?" "We were talking about how sore I'm gonna be after the harvesting tonight and he says I should just heal faster." "Really? S'pose you could. I do it with magic. You might have to do the hard way. Here, when you get back, I'll show you." "Cool." "So were you coming to the party tonight?" "I dunno. What's it for?" "It just happens that some guests are coming from out of town, and the priests just got rid of that demon-goddess that was messing with the kids in Low Town ... didn't know about that, huh?" "No. I would have helped if there was any way." "We know. But you're young enough that you would have been in danger." "Oh." "Don't take it bad, Dougl. Give it a few years and you'll be off killing the evil things and making gods mad at you and slaying vile monsters, all that stuff." "I dunno -- I don't want to do all that, I just want to make things better for folks." "Well, then you're definitely going to be making gods mad at you. Don't worry though, you'll get plenty of help from the good ones." "Okay." "The party. We're inviting all the friends we've met here in town, and I'm asking some of the folks who got changed in the dancing, and we have a few folks from the Merchant's Guild coming, to discuss trade routes with my out-of-town guests. We're going to have the guest rooms closed off from the partygoers, though, so if you don't want to deal with the noise and the strangers..." "That's okay. Just that day before yesterday, when we got back from the harvest, I felt like I spent the day being beaten on by the squires. If I feel like moving, I'll come out and listen to the band. " "Oh yeah, them. I better get you guys over to the farm if they're gonna be recovered by tonight." [ADMIN] While the party is by invitation, if you have a character who knows the 'kan and you want to show up, send email to me or to penny@agora.rain.com and ask for an invite. Party postings will start later this week and taper off by the beginning of October.