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- From: silk@mcl.ucsb.edu (ken mencher)
- Newsgroups: alt.pub.dragons-inn
- Subject: Fizzle returns
- Message-ID: <silk.725478770@mcl>
- Date: 27 Dec 92 17:52:50 GMT
- Sender: news@ucsbcsl.ucsb.edu
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- As thunder booms outside the Inn, a few patrons look out into the cloudless
- sky, shrug, and return to their drinks, thinking, "showy mages."
-
- After a minute or two, a very scorched looking old man walks into the Inn.
- Flapping behind him is a small bronze dragon (very small). He waves to a
- waitress, and asks for a large mug of elven wine, and a comfy chair by the
- fire.
-
- After having brought the items, Fizzle settles himself down, and turns to
- the sleeping patrons around him. "Darn....No-one is willing to listen to
- my old war stories...hmmm...anyone interested, or should i just talk to the
- wall??"
-
- Fizzle
-