From alt.pub.dragons-inn Thu Dec 23 21:37:01 1993 Newsgroups: alt.pub.dragons-inn Path: netcom.com!csus.edu!decwrl!decwrl!spool.mu.edu!howland.reston.ans.net!torn!nott!cunews!freenet.carleton.ca!FreeNet.Carleton.CA!ag708 From: ag708@FreeNet.Carleton.CA (Jason Hamilton) Subject: [RB-] Message-ID: Sender: news@freenet.carleton.ca Reply-To: ag708@FreeNet.Carleton.CA (Jason Hamilton) Organization: The National Capital FreeNet Jason groaned to himself and made a solem vow; Never again would he Date: Thu, 23 Dec 1993 23:04:10 GMT Lines: 82 pick a fight with a drunk mage. This vow made he attepted to stand up, it didn't work very well. To Jason's horror he realized one tiny fact he had missed upon awakening, he had no body. He could still see things though, and what he saw would have made his blood run cold, if he still had blood. His body lay broken before him, it's life blood spread accross the cobble stones of an unknown place, interesting, he was dead. Slowly shakeing his non-existant head he considered his new form. A ball of red light about the size of an orange. ~Ok. I'm impressed.~ he would have blinked if he had eyes, for there, from the road, that's where his "voice" had come from. He tried speaking again, ~hello?~ again his voice issued forth from the road. "Hello, young er man." Jason turned, sort of, to face the new speaker, and came face to face with the mage who had destroyed him. ~hello your self you miserable, various curse words, SOB~. The mage sighed, "I'd undo what I did er, if I er could, er I can't however." ~no kidding, i am a floating ball of light, but hey what more can a guy ask for?~ The wizard sighed again, "I was possesd by a deamon, it took me through Cave-eron to your world, it was the one who killed you and trapped your soul in it's current state, for later consumption I believe. However in doing so it was forced to use up consideral more energy than it thought it would have to, your world being a non-magical, or at least low-magical dimension. That was when I was able to use it's name to control it. I forced it to return us here and then banished it. For the past several weeks my brothers and I have been imbuing the gem your soul is in with magical abilities, this has cost me a great deal but I felt it only fair to restore life, or at least a semblance there of, to the person who saved mine." the mage paused and gave Jason a sheepish look. "We were going to restore you to your body and revive it but we failed to take into account the dimensional differances. Uh, I'm affraid we pickled it, permantly." The sound of laughter echoed thruogh out the narrow alley. ~pickled! i have been pickled! what a lark. tra la la and all that jazz! first day of my nineteenth year and i get pickled! ah, i think i'll live good docter. now, about some spell abilities, what are they? and what do they do?~ The mage blinked several times before continuing, "Ah yes, well are you familiar with the tome of magic on your world known as `Advanced Dungeons and Dragons second edition Player's Handbook'?" ~intamately, grin~ The mage blinked again, "Ah, anyway we used it to create your new form's abilities. The general list is, mending, binding, levitate, animate dead, magic jar, telekinesis, glassee, glassteel, crystalbrittle. Along with various transmutation abilities, these being, rock to mud, mud to rock, metal to wood, wood to metal, flesh to stone, stone to flesh and ah, water to dust. Your ability to see is through a spell known as true seeing, your ability to speek is from `magic mouth' and `ventriloquism'. We argued about which on to use and setteled on both. We threw in `tounges' in case you didn't speak our launge. Your hearing is from the casting of a `cure deafness' spell. There are some major limitations, although these spells are permament, they only work within your region of influance, which is anything atatched to you, er the gem, or anything attatched indirectly, but you will ony be able to control it if it is within a seven by three by two, er that is seven high three wide and two thick. Also any flesh you create will die almost imeadiately." ~joy to the world, the dog is hung! so what's to prevent me from building a body and then animateing it?~ "Not a thing, but the body will be dead, and the gem will have to be a part of it." ~thass cool, so, where am i?~ "Generica, namely the buff. If you need any help leave a note at the Dragons Inn. I'll check in from time to time." upon finishing the mage dissapeared. ~i'm dead, alone, and bored, and worried about the fact that the only thing that bothers me is i'm bored.~ Jason laughed ~perhaps i should change my name, say, robot, no, rogue bott, hell, why not? rogue bott it is! now, let's find one dragons in~ smiling, that is if a gem could smile the newly named Rogue Bott drifted of in search of directions to the Dragons Inn. -- The Ferret in a Bottle # The Digatal Ferret # The Ferret Among the Children The Ferret Srtetched Above a Tub of Acid # The Cybernetic Ferret The Ferret in Your Tree # The Ferret for a Reason # The Ferret Who Never Lived The Ferret in Mind and Soul # The Ferret That is I: Jason Hamilton