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Subject: [Inn] - Madoal Tiannara - New Character
Date: 18 Oct 1995 14:44:56 -0400
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  The first view.

  The Elf first awoke with a splitting headache.  Nothing was coming 
to mind; be it his nature or even his name.  All that was available
was pain, true, excruciating pain.
  He stood up, half-covered in dust from the side of the road he was
laying on not two seconds ago.  His skin was deeply tanned, with a
reddish tinge, probably from being in the sun too long.  His hair was
relatively long, and in a dark blonde color.  His lean, mildly muscular
body showed through his rather tight brown tunic.
  Not far away from where he stood, hidden behind a rock, was what
looked like a flute, badly tarnished, but covered from one end to the
other with small, triangular runes.  Next to it was a shortsword, made
some impure crystal... nothing very valuable to thieves, but useful
enough for a living... 
  Taking up the flute and the sword, the Elf... painfully made his way
to the nearby village... Perhaps someone there could tell him what 
happened to him, where he was, and most importantly... WHO he was.
  

  He reached a tavern... or was it an inn?... and stepped inside.
as he entered the tavern, the pain became too great... and he collapsed.

  That was the last thing he saw that day.