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From: E.A.Laycock@sheffield.ac.uk (Liz)
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Subject: Re: 'nother newbie
Date: 14 Dec 1994 07:52:51 GMT
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In article <19941213.7EEED80.128BD@anetbbs.com>, svanhorn@anetbbs.com (Scott Van Horn) says:
>
>In an article, overholt@mtholyoke.edu (Liana Elandrian) writes:
<snip>
  She squinted at the stick, and abruptly one end of it burst into 
>> flame.  "Is that right?" she asked, her voice so soft that it could 
>> hardly be heard over the noise of the crowd.
>
>     In the corner, playing a light, playful tune on his lyre, Jason Bard, 
>his name suiting his profession, eyed the pair with diminutive eyes.  
>Occasionally they darted at the other occupants in the inn, but htey never 
>failed to return to the two.
>
<snip>

The half-elf in the corner lifts one eyebrow, at LAST things are starting
to look interesting, but a mage, and an elf.....
 She sneaks a shifty look at the bard, perhaps wondering if he does
 requests, a smile plays on her lips briefly, and then, as if remembering
 something quickly looks towards where her two companions went,
 as if to satisfy herself that she is indeed alone.  
The feint frown which creased her face dissapears and she relaxes visibly
and returns to the task of knife sharpening.  Having finished her fourth
knife she removes a chain from round her neck which has a small, battered
silver ring on it, and turns it over and over in her hands, sadly for a
few moments.  She replaces the chain, gets up and wanders over towards 
the bard, all the time looking nervously towards where her companions 
went.  She seats herself near the bard, melting into the shadows.
<Do you want a drink?> she asks, also studying the strange couple, the
strangely attird man, breathing smoke from a small white tube, and the
beautiful silver-haired elf.

