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Summary: Fire plays the sax
Keywords: Fire, Sax, Mariko


	Fire returned to the inn with Kal. "I beter check on the pacient" Kal
said. "Ok, but don't try anything," Fire winked "he's not bad looking."
    "Well you, seem in good spirits today girl," the voice belonged to Rowan
Littlefair, owner of the Dragons Inn. 
	"I guess I am." Fire responded "It's good to see you. You know, you and
Mary were the only people to recognize me on my return to Generica."
	"When you have as many people as we do comming through, you learn to 
recognized them despite minor changes."
	"Like that one gentalman who was turned into a newt. I knew him from
the lisp." the speaker was Mary. "With your hair color, it wasn't hard, love.
Care for a late lunch or an early dinner?"
	Fire smiled an tossed a gold to Mary, "If that's your clam chowder I 
smell, then I think I could use three full meals."
	"That's a bit much, Fire."
	"Well, I'll be in town for a while. Just let that pay for the rest of
my meals. Between you an me, your meals are worth that much."
	"Well at least your aren't trying to pay in silk." Rowan chimed in with
a wry grin on his face.
	"Anyway, could I ask you and Listner a favor. I've been working on
playing  this new instrument that sensie gave me. I'd like an impartial
audiance."
	"Always willing to listen to new music." Rowan replied as Listner
nodded, "be our guest."
	Fire removed a strange curved instrument from her pack, some of the 
regulars mistook it for a weapon. It was made of a metal, not gold or bronze 
maybe bronze or brass. The music was a had strange tone to it, and the style
was strange the tune was a upbeat and happy.


