From alt.pub.dragons-inn Mon May 23 16:09:12 1994 Xref: netcom.com alt.pub.dragons-inn:7289 Path: netcom.com!netcomsv!decwrl!pacbell.com!ihnp4.ucsd.edu!agate!msuinfo!harbinger.cc.monash.edu.au!aggedor.rmit.EDU.AU!cougar.vut.edu.au!s9100433 From: s9100433@cougar.vut.edu.au (DM. Jurisic) Newsgroups: alt.pub.dragons-inn Subject: [PARTY] Firecat and Shadow arrive. Date: 23 May 1994 15:31:50 GMT Organization: Victoria University of Technology Lines: 38 Message-ID: <2rqi96$6o1@cougar.vut.edu.au> NNTP-Posting-Host: cougar.vut.edu.au X-Newsreader: TIN [version 1.2 PL0] As they trotted up the path leading to where Luthor's house was, Firecat and Shadow could hear the music, laughter and good cheer emenating from the place. Firecat had a massive grin on his face and Shadow's tongue was lolling out to one side in the wolfish imitation of a human grin. They both liked Luthor and enjoyed his company immensely. Speaking into Shadow's ear, Firecat brought her to a halt about a three hundred metres from Luthor's place, "I have an idea. You run beside me and I'll change form - as a sort of a surprise." He said with a grin as he tied a bottle shaped package to Shadows back. Making the transformation into the form of a flaming tiger within seconds, they were both running easily towards the party on swift feet, bunching and stretching in long strides, perfectly matched. As they drew near the party, some of those whohadn't seen these two before began backing away and whispering nervously behind their hands as the two companions jogged onto the front lawn. Luthor stepped out of the house and smiled. "You should be more careful in the garden Fircat, you're singeing my plants." He said in a good natured voice. Shifting back to his normal gnome form, Firecat said, "My apologies old friend, but I heard there was a celebration of some kind underway and you know how these things attract Shadow and myself..." with a shrug, "Oh and sorry about the flowers..." Tacking the package from Shadow he offered it to Luthor. "A gift from an old friend....be careful not to drink too much in one sitting as it has strange effects on those who do. It is an ancient vintage of a gnomish spirit made by my family a long, long time ago...as far as I know there are only about a dozen bottles in existance, most of which I own." Then with a grin "the other's of which I have drunk." "Now where's this party?"