From alt.pub.dragons-inn Wed Dec 28 21:42:49 1994 Xref: netcom.com alt.pub.dragons-inn:8013 Path: netcom.com!csus.edu!csulb.edu!nic-nac.CSU.net!usc!howland.reston.ans.net!math.ohio-state.edu!magnus.acs.ohio-state.edu!csn!utulsa.utulsa.edu!vax1.utulsa.edu!sms27538 From: sms27538@vax1.utulsa.edu Newsgroups: alt.pub.dragons-inn Subject: Bladefire [FIRE] Date: 19 Dec 94 20:31:07 CST Organization: The University of Tulsa Lines: 107 Distribution: world Message-ID: <1994Dec19.203107.1@vax1.utulsa.edu> Reply-To: seebass@hpserv.keh.utulsa.edu,smtp%"seebass@hpserv.keh.utulsa.edu" NNTP-Posting-Host: vax1.utulsa.edu Summary: Fire Returns to Generica Keywords: Fire Blade ------Lets try this again. ---This time I used Include. I hope the post will make it this time. Fire was returning from an eventful although unchronicled adventure (Earthshock died, but in case someone wants to finally finish it, I'm leaving what happened open.) Fire returned to Genercia a little bit richer and a lot wiser. Her intuition had told her that something was going wrong in Generica, and she needed to go back. Something was going down. The road was bright a well lit, the sun was high in the air, hardly the classical atmosphere to be entering into danger, but despite this the hair on Fire's neck was raising like the hair of cat. Even Flare, her horse, was acting uneasy. Fire had found that a good horse was good insurance, she had been lucky with her choice of animals, Flare's sense of intuition was almost as good as Fire's own. Fire had chosen the horse before her first trip to Generica, she had chosen Flare over stronger and prettier looking animals because of the intelligent look in her eyes, it was a lucky choice that had already saved her life once. Flare reared back, and Fire leaped to the ground, she could fight from a horse, but she was better on her own two feet. It moved out of the forest with the swiftness of thought. At first Fire thought the attack was aimed at her, but when it flew back in the other direction, she realized it was circling back on something else. Something or someone, if Fire had learned anything on this trip it was that she wasn't the type of person who could sit back and ignore another person suffering, if these things (multiple wing beats told her that there was more than one of them). As Fire moved into the forest she saw a man being attacked by what appeared to be five bat winged halflings. They looked harmless, like cherubs, but Fire saw not even a glimmer of intelligence in their eyes, much less the bright glow of warmth typical to most hobbits. These were creatures of magic, and like many natural animals, they had hidden weapons. Fire before they she saw was close enough to see, fire knew the creatures had claws, the smell of blood drawn form their victim, and the scratches told her all she needed to know. In an instant Fire drew two blades. She crouched down and waited, as two of the creatures rose up to make a dive bomb attack. When they reached they apex of her flight she threw both knives striking their wings and sending them falling to the ground, as Fire had planned. Two seconds later her next knife imbedded a wing into a tree, three down and two to go. The remaining 'cherubs' spilt apart circling Fire so she couldn't follow both of them. Fire closed her eyes and concentrated on her other senses, the beating of their wings would alert her to any attacks the could make. When the rush of wind came at her, she leap to the side and followed through with a roundhouse, combining the strength of her blow with the critter's own momentum. The blow snapped it's neck. The creatures body burrned bright blue for and instant, and then it exploded, knocking Fire off her feet. As she rolled backwards to retain her balance, the last creature dove in. There was no time, even for Fire to react, is was headed straight for her jugular at blinding speed, or rather was headed straight for her jugular. It was if an unseen hand had gently pushed the thing aside, causing it to smash into a tree. She turned to see the victim rising to his feet. He was a red skinned man, wearing light blue pants and a dark blue shirt with what appeared to be a picture of the head of a eagle with the sun behind it. His features were strong, and sharp, almost carved on his face. "Thanks..." he stammered, "I couldn't concentrate enough to get those rejects from Oz off of me." Fire reached out to grab him, as he fell to the ground. "Shh, you need a healer." He murmured "I'm gonna get the wicked witch who sicced those flying monkeys on me." and then passed out . Recap: I can't find a copy of my last post from many mouths ago. So I'll have to recap it. Fire had just save a man from evil winnged Hobits (Well they only looked like Hobits) and she was trying to get help. I asked if anyone had a medic character that could help, so I didn't have to come up with one of my own, and I was ignored, one of the many reasons I haven't posted in a while.) Fire looked down at the man she had rescued, his features were strong with high cheekbones and a strong chin. He was like no one fire had ever seen beforee. His skin was a redish brow, slightly darker then the yellowish hew of the orientals she grew up with, but not black either, like Q...what's his name, Moriaty's assistant. Fire applied bandages using a spare blanket she kept for suck emergancies. "If you were hurt any more, I'd have to get into my silk supplies, and they are worth a fortune." Fire looked down at the unconcious man. "Uh, oh, you don't look so good. Looks like the claws on those things had some sort of paralizing poison." Fire spoke to the prone man. "With the blood loss, I beter get you into see a Doctor or cleric." The spoke roughly and quietly "Doctor nothing, I want my lawyer." Place the man on her hourse, and tied his legs so he wouldn't fall off. "I know it's a burdon Flare," Fire spoke to her mount, "but don't worry girl, Generica isn't far now." Fire mounted up and rode towards town. -----Marc (Kitsune) Seebass