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ADMIN  I am still having trouble understanding the keyboard, please bear

with me.  This may get posted a few times, before I get it riight.

He drifted to conciousness.  Slowly he got to his feet and suveyed the 

characters in the inn.  But he did not see their faces, rather he saw his friends and fellow magi incanting the spell that was supposed to save them all.  

He had been a conduit for the assembled magical energies.  The power had

pulsed through his veins.  Steady as footfalls the voices of the priests 

rose and fell, in time with the ebb and flow of the arcane energy.  Rayne 

had been smiling at him, those dark piercing eyes, for once happy.  His brother

Geoffrey had not been there.  He had gone to Las Senkal

and had probably found himself an inn rather like this one to drink, tell 

stories and wench in.  If they had such things in that strange foreign land.

But ofcourse Geoffrey did not exist, not since the world had been consumed

by chaos.  His mind flickered back to the ending he had seen.  It had been going so well, the spell had nearly been woven.  Then the voice had faltered.  

The priests stumbled in their chant and the threads started to snap.  He

had tried to grasp at the rent edges, but they were already too far gone

before he had realized what had happened.  A great black chasm had opened in

the sky and descended through the earth.  He had watched his firends pulled 

up and into the chaos that came boiling through.  What it touched changed

and nothing was familiar, those who had not been suckedup at the begiining

were transformed into various parodies of animal existence.  The earth tore it

self apart.  Then he had had the vision.  A thousand differen endings had

flickered through his consciousness.  But he had seen his world's salvation

amongst them.  The portal had opened, perhaps by will of the Gods, perhaps by the subconscious need he had to survive.  At any rate he had stumbled through into this inn.  He shook his head to clear his mind, threw back his hood, and

spoke his first words.  "I, Marec Costlyn, Mage and Keeper of the Lore of 

Anuin, hold the knowledge to return and save my world".  He pulled a leather

thong from around his neck.  On it hung two amulets, one the likeness of a

serpent holding a ruby, the other a Sea Dragon clutching an emerald.  He twirledthem enticingly in front of the eyesthat would watch him.  "Who wish to accom-

pany me.  I promise great adventure, and maybe some treasure".  He found him

self a seat and awaited a response.