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Subject: [at the inn] sharing a drink
Date: Wed, 18 Jan 1995 22:03:17 LOCAL
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Tyrloril slid into the seat across form Sleeath and pulled back his
hood so she could see his face, the tips of his ears piercing his long
silver hair.  The two sat in silence a moment, sipping their drinks.  
The elf did not appear as if he was about to say anything soon, so
Sleeath decided to start the conversation.        
   "I'm Sleeath," she said, extending a hand across the table.  
Instead of shaking it, as had been the intention, Tyrloril brought the 
hand to his lips.  The act bore no attempt at flattery, the elf was 
responding only as he thought was appropriate.        
   "I am Tyloril," the elf replied as he released the hand.  His voice 
was soft and Sleeath had to strain to hear him. 
   "If I'm not prying too much, what brings you to Generica?" Sleeath 
asked. 
   "Curiosity," Tyloril said after a moment.  He paused again, 
thinking of how best to repsond.  He reached into a pocket and 
produced a small gold medallion. It was scratched, but the inscribed 
image was still visible, a coiled snake surrounded by flames.  "I 
found this and I am curious as to what the symbol signifies."  Tyloril
deliberately kept his sentence short, not sure how much he should 
say.  He remembered how he had discovered the piece, a few days 
ago in the forest.  He had found four bodies off the main road.  The 
corpses had been burned until only skeletons and a few shortswords 
remained, making it difficult for Tyrloril to guess the exact race or 
sex, although one of the bodies appeared to have been a dwarf.  The 
medallion had been beside one of the human-sized bodies, but 
whether the person had been carrying it, Tyloril was not sure.

Tyloril
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                           The lady, with guile in heart,
                           Came early where he lay;
                           She was at him with all her art
                           To turn his mind her way.

                                             The Gawain Poet