From alt.pub.dragons-inn Fri Jul 21 09:36:27 1995 Xref: netcom.com alt.pub.dragons-inn:8562 Path: netcom.com!noc.netcom.net!news.sprintlink.net!howland.reston.ans.net!news.cac.psu.edu!psuvm!asg102 Organization: Penn State University Date: Thu, 20 Jul 1995 18:51:44 EDT From: Night Owl Message-ID: <95201.185145ASG102@psuvm.psu.edu> Newsgroups: alt.pub.dragons-inn Subject: Re: My name is Art References: Lines: 57 In article , bell@kotc.com says: > > Nain shrugged. He finished his drink and walked out the door. A >bright flash of light quickly followed. Art sat back down. > Fishing in his cloak, Art retrived a black velvet moneypouch. "So," >he grinned, "Who's for a drink?" A large figure rose from the table furthest from the fireplace and limped up to the bar. As he stepped into the light, Art could make out his features. The figure was over 6 feet tall and hideously ugly. His skin was green and brown and yellow, covered with bits of mismatched fur in some parts and scales in others. His face looked as if it had been partially melted. His right eye hung more than an inch below the left and looked in an entirely different direction. He had a good head of hair...coming from his ear lobes and the tip of his nose. His whole body was bent, with lumps in all the wrong places. Fortunately, his leather vest and trousers were well-tailored to conceal some of the deformity. The creature loomed over Art and opened a mouth of broken and sharply angled teeth. "I'll take onna dem drinks...if ya dare ta drink with a TROLL!" The beast smiled menacingly. A small dark-haired woman stepped out from behind the monster and smacked him on the arm. "Trawm, stop harassing Littlefair's customers. The man offered is offering drinks and you're being rude." Her beauty was magnified by the ugliness beside her. Trawm straightened up a little and faced the woman. "I wuz just tryin' joke 'round with the boy. Look, he ain't even scared or nothin'." Littlefair put down the glass mug that he had been cleaning and introduced them. "Art, this is Shannon and her boyfriend Trawm. They're the owners of the Spitting Cobra, another bar across town. Shannon and Trawm, this is Art, he's new to Generica." Shannon turned to Art. "Pleased to meet you. I'm sorry Trawm acted like that. He just likes to be dramatic sometimes." Trawm shrugged his misshapen shoulders. "Yeah, me too. Now, how 'bout dem drinks?" He licked his purplish lips with something trying to pass itself off as a tongue. -+-+-+-+-+-+-+- ADMIN: Copyright 1995 by The Dreamer. Art belongs to Blackthorn and Littlefair is common property. ADMIN2: Blackthorn, I don't think my system will let me e-mail you. It doesn't recognize "kotc.com" as a valid host. Try mailing me at asg102@psuvm.psu.edu Love and Peace and Introductions, -The Dreamer-