From alt.pub.dragons-inn Fri Sep 9 14:54:17 1994 Xref: netcom.com alt.pub.dragons-inn:7656 Path: netcom.com!netcomsv!decwrl!pa.dec.com!nntpd.lkg.dec.com!jac.zko.dec.com!leggy.zk3.dec.com!orb!not-for-mail From: 94BWT@law.newcastle.edu.au ("Benjamin Tupman") Newsgroups: alt.pub.dragons-inn Subject: [CIA] Bodger reassures Foxie . . . Date: 8 Sep 1994 23:51:46 -0000 Organization: Faculty of Law Lines: 21 Sender: news@Orb.Nashua.NH.US Message-ID: Reply-To: apdi@orb.nashua.nh.us Priority: normal X-Mailer: Pegasus Mail v3.2 (pr2) > Foxmore practically walks into a wall as he is reading his forearm. > "Bigal? Is that you?" he questions softly as he stops before bouncing off > the wall. "How in space did you manage to stay with me, and why haven't > you 'spoken' (ok, PRINTED) to me before now?" > > Foxie keeps an eye on the others in the merc group, not knowing how they > would respond to a truly alien creature in their environment. > Bodger observes Foxie's concern with a smile: "Hey, Foxmore! Don't look so worried . . ." he reassures him "Hell, compared to some of the guys I went to UAT with (Grays included) you seem pretty normal to me. Besides, where I come from, technology and magic go hand-in-hand." He reaches into his coat and takes out a small black cylinder ".45 fireball rod," he explains, quickly putting it back. "For close encounters of the halfling kind." A little later, Bodger excuses himself from the group to go see a Black Dragon about some money he owes him.