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From: s924739@yallara.cs.rmit.OZ.AU (Barry M Prismall)
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Subject: [BBD] A step forward
Date: 19 Nov 1993 04:36:03 GMT
Organization: Comp Sci, RMIT, Melbourne, Australia
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[Could All BBDers please email me, or could someone please send me a copy
of all your email addresses. And yes, I am back] 

  Closing his eyes as another spasm of grief and anguish shook his entire
being, Tarkyn sought sanctuary delving deeper and deeper into the chaos
of his soul. the warm salt of his tears mingled freely with the grime and
blood stain that held his garments together. Not even the sweet smells of
meat being cooked could break the spell that no magic had cast.

  Tarkyn then collapsed, his head striking the table. It may have been a
result of the weeks he had spent wandering with very little thought of food.
Or, it may have an effect of the potion he had been using of late, or
a combination of both.

  A groan escaped his lips as a stray beam of sunlight passed across his face.
Raising himself onto one elbow he glanced around his surroundings. They
seemed familiar. 

  "Well they should", he thought to himself, "I have spent many a night in the
rooms above the Dragons Inn".

  Making a mental note to himself to that the owners of the establishment,
he made his way back down stairs. 

  Making his way over to the bar, he made a request, "If you see Lancos or
any of his party, tell them I need their help".

  With that done, he left.