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- From: fannicm@wkuvx1.bitnet
- Newsgroups: alt.pub.dragons-inn
- Subject: Re: [TW] Amachiak: Briefing to all involved
- Message-ID: <1992Nov19.072819.4083@wkuvx1.bitnet>
- Date: 19 Nov 92 07:28:19 CST
- References: <jpesonen.117@viikki.Helsinki.FI> <silk.722128703@mcl>
- Organization: Western Kentucky University, Bowling Green, KY
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- [ADMIN: I'm going to take extreme narrator's liberty here. I apologize
- in advance to anyone who get offended by the fact that the characters of
- the TW thread are now all assumed to be together in the stable. Indigo has
- put his tank on the metagolem's arm platform. Ixyaniphor has mounted and
- has allowed his horse to see his surface thoughts. And Moria has mounted
- and has extended an invitation to Amachaik to ride whenever he gets tired.]
-
- In article <silk.722128703@mcl>, silk@mcl.ucsb.edu (ken mencher) writes:
- > In <jpesonen.117@viikki.Helsinki.FI> jpesonen@viikki.Helsinki.FI (JORMA JUHANI PESONEN (EKT)) writes:
- >> "Now I've told everything I know so far. Let's get moving!"
- >>Amachiak jumps on the back of Chik-Cha and starts towards the door.
- >> "If anyone has any questions, I can answer them on the way."
- >
- > Kotaro shakes his head. "I've heard of sketchy briefings before, but this
- > is ridiculous. He turns to Moria. "Tell me, how did I get into this? I
- > mean, it's not like I'm going to back out, but...."
-
- Moria looks down from the back of Nightraven and smiles a small
- sarcastic smile, "I believe that you volunteered, Kotaro. That is how all
- of us got into this."
-
- > Shaking his head again, he revs his hover cycle, and follows Amachiak,
- > trying hard not to run the little guy over.
-
- Moria watches Kotaro's strange beast move off down the street, thinking
- to herself that some people can never be understood. She looks over at the
- small metagolem, who was started off down the street. The strange
- three-legged gait of the construct keeping Indigo's tank surpisingly still.
-
- ##Let's go, Nightraven. We have alot of distance to cover.##
-
- Her incredibly black steed started off after the others, its hooves
- making no sound as it travelled across the cobbled streets behind the
- others in the group.
- She glanced up at the midday sun, judging that the party could make at
- least 10 miles if Amachiak would accept a ride. As she brought her eyes
- down, she thought she saw a fiery explosion on the other side of the inn,
- but discounted it as unlikely.
-
- -----
- Master Hawk
- Last Lord of Aracnis
-
- The deed is done, and all that shall be left to oppose its authors have
- been swallowed by the darkness of thier own souls.
-