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Date: Mon, 27 Jul 1992 19:23:34 EDT
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Subject: [L] Bakr's Illusion / Bandits

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From: Thomas Kettenring <kring@physik.uni-kl.de>
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Subject: The Bandits Take Action

ADMIN:  When we last saw Bakr, he ran away from the dragon and camouflaged
  as a bush behind some rocks.

  After Murell opened the doors of the portal to the Realms, a wave of
magic instability reached Bakr, and the Scharidian mage suddenly felt very
weird.  He didn't want to go away from here.  He digged in the ground with
his toes and tried to suck a bit of water with them.  He slowly turned his
fingers around to gather as much sunlight as possible, and he played with
the thought of growing berries.  The illusion that the mage was a shrubbery
had turned around and had bitten its maker, while to everybody else present
(which was nobody, at the moment) he looked like always.  He just had a
strange posture, not unlike a praying mantis...

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ADMIN:  The dragon is sitting on the ground, about to breathe on Brycur.
  But it is also flying a circle, about to breathe on everybody.  So I
  try to resolve the first situation here and turn it into the second one.
  I hope I didn't take too much liberty with Brycur.

  The two bandits watching the fight between the Questors and the dragon were
stunned.  When Luthor caught Lathan in the cloak, Kachin whispered,
  "What was that?  Where did he go?"
  "Probably magic.  The other one let him disappear."
  "They're all still alive!  Incredible... though the scout doesn't look good."
  "The dragon is alive too.  Wait a minute, and it'll kill some of 'em."
  "And if it breathes on Brycur?  Look what happened to the cart!"
  "You could shoot arrows at the beast..."
  "HA!..." Kachin put his hand on the mouth and continued with a gentler voice
to avoid being heard by the fighters, "I mean, ha.  You want it to spot us?"
  "Shoot from behind!"
  "It will spot us anyway."
  "Not if you time it well.  Shoot when one of 'em prepares to hit it.  Then
we cover.  It'll be confused, and perhaps someone will seize the opportunity."
  "Look! Brycur is fighting with it!"
  "He hit it!"
  "Oh no!  It prepares to breathe!"

  Kachin quickly bent his bow and aimed at the monster's neck which was
already bleeding from Brycur's blow.  He shot but he missed.  The arrow passed
next to the reptile's nostrils.  The wyrm's head turned around, and it jumped
back a bit in order to keep an eye on Brycur as well as trying to spot the
archer.  Brycur took advantage of the situation and ran back to the safety of
the firewall, and Gragbach the Great Blue Wyrm ran after him.  He would kill
the archer later.

  Luthor turned the wall into a fireball, and the charred dragon was now
flying the last round, preparing to get rid of all those humans with another
lightning bolt.

  At this point, the dragon shouted something corse and foreign.  After three
heartbeats and a sigh, the dragon landed beside the clearing, apparently
under Salamander's control.  How he had managed that feat was beyond all
rational comprehension.

Bakr ibn Ja'far ibn Musa al Mekneshi, apprentice mage.
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