HDTenEightyP/NetNews huggingface dataset:
From: bdianton@cs.ulowell.edu (Mark Diantonio)
Subject: To all people interested or involved in [inv]
Originator: bdianton@cs.ulowell.edu
Organization: University of Massachusetts at Lowell Computer Science
Date: Thu, 30 Jul 1992 21:24:47 GMT


Hey gang, Nightstalker is going to running the show now.  Send him
your replies and past postings please.  His address is:

pope@physics.su.oz.au

I will see you in the future!

Mark DiAntonio
bdianton@cs.ulowell.edu

To Monsters, Magic, and Good looking Maidens - myself (and Sad Goodbyes!)
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From: willimsa@unix1.tcd.ie (WHY??)
Subject: Re: Radan, Rhys, Killian & a stranger At the BAR.
Organization: Trinity College, Dublin
Date: Mon, 27 Jul 1992 16:29:13 GMT

ADMIN:  Statements in asterixes are the thoughts of Rhys
>Just then a stranger walks in to the Inn.(you know, there are an awful lot of
> strangers in this bar...) Shrowded in darkness, seemingly, he removes his hood
>and calmly looks around the inn.  Straped to his back is a Bastard sword with
>the crossguard covered in runes.  The lights of the inn reflect in a gem stone
>carried in the right earlobe.

>"Well, gentlemen," Radan whispers to the others,"Who is that?"

>Rhys replies."Dunno, never saw him here."
>"Nor I, Radan." Killian remarks.

Nevertheless, Rhys quietly places his beer down on the counter, and moves his 
chair slightly away from the bar, ensuring that the lip of the bar will not 
prevent a quick departure. He turns slightly, facing the newcomer.  

"Hail and well met!!  Come, friend, cast thy nighted colour off and join 
us for a drink"

*He seems somewhat grim.  Twould have been better for us to have*
*drunk at a table, for then he would have had to remove the*
*sword fro his back before sitting**

Radan, too, becomes just a little wary.  Rhys notices that suddenly,
Radan is not as drunk as he had seemed.

"That is a fine blade you have there.  There's a story behind it, I'll
wager!"


Rhys -- So what?  The paranoid live longer!! :-)



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From: pope@physics.su.OZ.AU (The Nightstalker)
Subject: ADMIN: The invasion thread
Organization: School of Physics, University of Sydney, Australia
Date: Fri, 31 Jul 1992 00:42:00 GMT

I am having the invasion thread handed over to me whilst Mark is away.
The city will be taken over, but this will not be permanent.  I think
that The Dragons Inn maybe be a safe haven, although I am not sure.
It WILL NOT be destroyed.  I think Generica will be more like occupied
Paris, but I will be havingmore discussion with Mark soon.  I will be away
for the weekend, so relax.



--
The Nightstalker.....




 Huby (n.)
  A half-errection large enough to be a publicly embarassing bulge in the
  trousers, not large enough to be of any use to anybody.


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From: bdianton@cs.ulowell.edu (Mark Diantonio)
Subject: What do think about the invasion?
Originator: bdianton@cs.ulowell.edu
Organization: University of Massachusetts at Lowell Computer Science
Date: Thu, 23 Jul 1992 18:08:27 GMT


I am trying to coodinate this.  I would like to know where everyone stands.
Is it alright with everyone?  Could everyone e-mail me and tell me
how you feel?

Mark DiAntonio
bdianton@cs.ulowell.edu
 
Keywords:
Organization: Penn State University
Date: Tue, 21 Jul 1992 19:10:36 EDT
From: <ASG102@psuvm.psu.edu>
Newsgroups: alt.pub.dragons-inn
Subject: [L] Our Heroes Arrive at the Portal


     After three days of riding, the Luthor Questors finally arrived at
their first major landmark...the portal to the Forgotten Realms.
     Before the group were two 20' tall doors of black marble and gold trim
standing in a white door frame.  The frame was unsupported and about a foot
off the ground.  This was truly a magnificent sight.
     "Before we go through, I thought I should tell you a few things about
the Realms.  First of all, magic is not as stable there as it is here, so
Sal and Bakr might have some problems casting or their spells might go awry,"
Luthor said.  He was answered by some grumbles and an "Oh great, now he tells
me" from Salamander.
     "Don't worry, this randomness in the Realms is my source of power,
so I can help you if you let me know ahead of time that you are going to
cast a spell," he said reassuringly.
     "We will be coming out in a desert which we will have to travel through
for two days, heading due East.  Then, we turn South and head for Cormyr...
and the Queen.  If there are any questions, now is the time to ask," he
finished.

     Brycur, never very fond of taking things seriously, intones with a simple
question in order to break the tension . . . .
     "Meaning of life? Any ideas?"
     Luthor laughed heartily at Brycur's "humor", and said "That's the spirit
Brycur."
     The group began to prepare for the trip to the portal.  They would have
to lift the wagon up to the bottom of the doors, but with 6 people, that
wouldn't be hard.
     Luthor was glad to see that the group morale was high despite the fact
that they were going to another world...one that was foreign to everyone
except for himself and Murell.
     For a moment, Luthor paused, sensing something foul on the wind that
was picking up, 'I'm just nervous,' he thought to himself, but unfortunately,
it wasn't just nerves.

     Love and Peace and Nervousness,
             -The Dreamer-
From: vaughan8670@iscsvax.uni.edu
Newsgroups: alt.pub.dragons-inn
Subject: [K]for Karl, Radan and Killian & hopefully the Shade.
Date: 27 Jul 92 16:42:20 -0500
Organization: University of Northern Iowa


>>"Brave Adventurers and Adventuresses of Generica:
>>I, Karl son of Karol, blah blah blah (Karl as a diplomat, one of these
>>days he's going to have to get used to the formal garbage)
>>..Have been directed to travel to the city of Pashar, in the land of
>>Rameshan, and escort ... blah blah blah... one of their court mages
>>up here. "
>>i


>Rhys stands up, and with a wary eye on the stranger in black , (you know,
>the one with the big sword), approaches Karl.
>
>"Unlike my stalwart friend there, I use no weapons.  However, I think that
>you will not find me incapable of assistance in a conflict.  I feel
>the need to travel, and if truth be told, my pockets miss the healthy 
>weight of coin."

>Gesturign back to his table, Rhys says, "Let us discuss this now"

**********************************************************************

Radan stares at the gentleman in Black, "Well?  What will it be friend?  Will
you come join us at a table?  I am also interested in any story you may have to
tell to us.  You do not have to do anything you are uncomfortable with, just
talk with new friends that are ready and willing to help."
 
Killian is unsure of what will happen next, hoping for the best, he moves over
toward a solitary table waiting for the others to join him.'I wonder what the
hell Rhys is doing, God I hope its gonna be fun!' Killian thinks almost aloud
when Radan waltzes over and sits down with a pitcher of water.

"I have definitely decided that drinking water is healthier at the moment
than drinking a being scewered by a broad sword for being a little obnoxious.
I don't know what the Dark one is going to do, He seems to be conteplating on
something.  Maybe the fact that he seems lost in this world.  I hope he accepts
my invitation,  Hey Rhys! Come over and show your new friend over!" RAdan
shouted the last comments to Rhys, still in conversation with an old man who
seems to have said something about a trip.
Rhys seemed to notice and gesture to the table they were sitting at.  "Say
Killian, What do you make of the guy over in the corner, no I mean the guy that
just came in and sat over there, to your right, yeah, that's the one.  Great
worksmanship, I have not the talent to carve, just working with clay.  I was a
journeyman for a while, and now I have been given leave of my duties.  I am
currently looking for a place to open my shop, I have enough to get supplies,
but I need to find a place to work with it and fire it when I am complete with
my work.  Have you been around long?"

Admin: I am currently working on how my characters personality will be
developing.  I hope Killian doesn't mind my moving him around.  I would love to
join the Karl Thread, and Karl if you read this, I will be happy to join.



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Organization: Penn State University
Date: Thu, 30 Jul 1992 13:21:59 EDT
From: <ASG102@psuvm.psu.edu>
Newsgroups: alt.pub.dragons-inn
Subject: [L] Firecat and Helen, Day 1

     Helen and Firecat rode side by side on the road leading South East from
Generica to the portal to the Realms.  Helen rode on her horse and Firecat
on his grey wolf.  The two of them were making good time for which Helen
was grateful.  At this rate, they would be able to catch up with Luthor and
his rather large group of friends.
     They had left the dragons inn during the night, right after the explosion
and it was now noon of the next day.  Although they had ridden through the
night, they were both wide awake with thoughts of travel running through
their minds.  The day was warm and bright with a cool and gentle breeze that
blew from time to time.
     The two travellers talked all morning and into the afternoon about a
variety of subjects ranging from the weather to the Dragons Inn.
     "So what do you know about Luthor and his friends?" Helen asked Firecat.
     "Not much really, the first time I came into the Inn, he was there.  I
had people guess my name and he guessed 'Old Goat'.  What a strange man.
Of course I shouldn't speak of strangeness.  Some people would consider me
rather odd I suppose.  I guess everyone from the Dragons Inn is though."
     "I don't really know that much about him myself.  I just know that I
have to find him soon," she said suddenly sounding distant.
     "Don't worry, we'll find him.  He left two days before us...he couldn't
have gotten that far," Firecat said reassuringly.
     Helen thought about Luthor and stayed silent for quite some time.  She
was brought from her thoughts by a barely audible sound.
     "Did you hear that?" she wispered to Firecat while halting her horse.
     "I heard nothing Helen and I have quite good hearing."
     She heard the noise again and this time, Firecat did hear it.  It was
a low grunting sound that came from the road ahead.  His wolf sniffed the
air and began to growl lowly.
     "Orcs!" she wispered harshly, turning her head to listen.
     "They have prepared an ambush for us.  I am going to sneak up on them
through the forest," she said with a gleam in her eye.

     Love and Peace and Orc Scum,
            -The Dreamer-
From: ASG102@psuvm.psu.edu
Newsgroups: alt.pub.dragons-inn
Subject: [L] Salamander Reacts to the Dragon
Date: 22 Jul 92 23:13:22 GMT
Organization: Penn State University


        Salamander dove off his horse with full conviction, not caring
about the biting pain that shot through his arm when he hit the sandy
ground.  Dragon!   Not again.. I thought I left this kind of problem
behind in Cancord!  Samalander's mind raced...  Great.. the one time I
could have used Kaile and her gems...
        Salamander faintly heard someone yelling something about the
dragon breathing, when he felt the hair on his arms raise.  The bolt
of lightning exploded a score of yards away from Salamander, but the
force still knocked him over.
        Standing up, Sal began casting a fireball.  He knew that he'd be
able to get the spell off before the dragon came back, but he forgot
what Luthor had said about spells in this world...
     With the door to the Realms open, some of its instability leaked through
and was interferring with Salamander's magic.  As the spell was being cast,
he knew that something was wrong.  The forces of magic, instead of focusing
at a point and then being directed toward the Dragon by magic, focused in
the shape of a rectangle infront of him.  It took a physical form...a wall of
flames, 40' high and 40' wide appeared in front of Salamander, shielding
him from the sight of the Dragon.
     A few moments later, Murell and Brycur joined him behind the wall.
     "Nice trick Sal...what's your plan?" said Murell with an evil look on
his face.
     "Plan?  Er...ah...well, now that we're protected, you could go around
the corner and fire your arrows," the rather stunned Salamander improvised.
     "Brilliant!" Murell said as he readied his bow.  He fired two shots and
then came back around the corner.
     "Did you hit him?" asked the still stunned Brycur.
     "Yes, but I don't think it did any good.  I'll have to chop him up."
Murell turned and put his bow down and then drew his sword.
     "Murell!  Your back is a bloody mess.  I don't think that you're up
to fighting dragons right now."  Salamander noticed that Murell was looking
very pale and a bit confused.
     "Nonsense.  'Tis but a scratch."  He said shortly before passing out.

Salamander

linus@nick.csh.rit.edu   or jmc6182@ultb.isc.rit.edu

We Hatessss you Bagginsss...
From: 34EP2A2@CMUVM.CSV.CMICH.EDU (Jill Maree Thomas)
Newsgroups: alt.pub.dragons-inn
Subject: Re: [K] the tale continues...
Date: 31 Jul 92 15:59:47 GMT
Organization: Central Michigan University


     "Yes, I would dance."  Jenever was definitely impressed by the
transformation she had witnessed, but lack of common sense kept her from being
wary.  She stood, and gathered herself up into the man's arms, determined to
occupy his attentions for at least a few days.
     How much nicer it would be to fight with a friend again!
     Her fingers tingled at the thought of combat, and she ran them playfully
through the mass of red hair.
     "My friend kitty-cat?" she purred.

*******************************
*   Jillian/Jenever Emerye    *
* 34EP2A2@cmuvm.csv.cmich.edu *
* "I'm just a girl who cain't *
*      say no" -Oklahoma      *
*******************************
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From: bdianton@cs.ulowell.edu (Brian Diantonio)
Subject: Re: [K]TO ALL WHO IS APART OF RADANS GROUP(sorry for claiming ownership)
Originator: bdianton@cs.ulowell.edu
Organization: University of Massachusetts at Lowell Computer Science
Date: Thu, 30 Jul 1992 20:13:30 GMT


In article <1992Jul30.115641.5868@iscsvax.uni.edu>, vaughan8670@iscsvax.uni.edu writes:
|> 
|>  To all INVOLOVED IN THE [K] THREAD!  I received this from Karl, Iam caught
|> in middle, Rhys is outside battling for his life, and Waiting for someone to do
|> something.  This Really isn't to insult anyone, just to give another
|> perspective.  I am in two different time warp threads, how ever,I really didn't
|> want to.   I Wanted to just stay with the [K] thread but the [Inv] thread just
|> wanted to happen.
|> Personally I cannot really interact that much, so I will will leave it at a
|> preveous message sent to Rhys.  Rhys, you know what I will do, But when the
|> time comes I am leaving with Karl, Killian, Helios, Jenever, Shade and Edward.
|> 
|> Radan Tsran
|> a.k.a.:CONFUSED AND A LITTLE UPSET.timothy
|> 
|> >From:	IN%"djb6@midway.uchicago.EDU"  "Dennis Brennan" 29-JUL-1992 20:55:01.16
|> >To:	IN%"VAUGHAN8670@iscsvax.uni.edu"
|> >CC:	
|> >Subj:	RE: [K] Karl [Inn] addresses his hopeful traveling companions
|> 
|> 
|> >Invasion?  What invasion?!  Is this one of D'Antonio's little shenanigans?
|> >To be blunt, I don't have time to read everything posted to the Inn ..
|> ***Stuff deleted*****
|> >
|> >  Currently, we are waiting until Monday (real time) 
|> >before leaving for Rameshan.  
|> >bear in mind that we're leaving.  If the Inn has been attacked, do what 
|> >you must but don't be too confused if Karl doesn't help  Space-time riftsm,
|> >you see.  The inn Karl's in isn't being attacked.
|> 
|> >Dennis Brennan

Hey "Dennis", I want to be rude, but I have never done anything to you.  Have
I.  It is not a shenanigan, it has been thought out long and hard. 
Nightstalker and I are working hard on this so *butt out*.  I have
been given a perfectly good reason for why Radan is helping Rhys.  
Next time spell my name right, and check the facts before you poke
insults at someone.

Not to happy, 
Mark DIANTONIO !!! not D'Antonio
From: bdianton@cs.ulowell.edu (Mark Diantonio)
Subject: ADMIN: To everybody here!
Originator: bdianton@cs.ulowell.edu
Organization: University of Massachusetts at Lowell Computer Science
Date: Fri, 31 Jul 1992 16:10:21 GMT


Hey, I have been reading this newsgroup for a while now, I have actually
participated in this year.  I am leaving now, but have a few suggestions
to you people out there that use this.  Don't take offense, its just
constructive critisim.
[a] have FUN.  Don't let the snooty people out there ruin your FUN.
You can post anything.  You might just get the attention of some
people out there.  Don't let minor rules ruin your FUN, if it is
to bad, someone will tell you (believe me, I now).
[b] be openned minded.   Don't shoot down ideas just because YOU didn't
think of it.  Please keep in mind there is a person on the other end
of that idea, and he has feelings too.  Just because an idea is new
doen't mean it is bad.
[c] Try to help out new characters.  It isn't easy for new chars. to start
up.  Talk to them, give them hints, and help them out more.
[d] Try and let threads flow.  As I said in [b], don't shoot down ideas
so quickly.  If they might make mention of your thread plot or villian,
let it slide and see what develops.  Don't hop all over the person about
my Villian does this...or my plot is this....  You never know what great
ideas can develop, or the FUN that you can have bending and reacting to
others posted situations.
[e] BE MORE FRIENDLY!  I have had a good share of great friends on this
that I will remember, but I also got enough flames to warrant a call to
the Fire Dept.  No one appreciates junk mail.  I'm sorry that I gave
that flame to you (you know who).  I was alittle frazzled.

Well those are my suggestions.  Try them they might just work, then
again they are just ideas.

Good (sniff) Bye (sniff)
Mark DiAntonio (Lathan)

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From: bdianton@cs.ulowell.edu (Matt Diantonio)
Subject: Re: [KQ] Thk [ScrRam]: Fights Verdigren, Queriche and Sambul
Originator: bdianton@cs.ulowell.edu
Organization: University of Massachusetts at Lowell Computer Science
Date: Tue, 21 Jul 1992 14:01:17 GMT


Gillian noticed a fight break out around him. 
"How rude, just as I was talking to the reptile", he thought to himself.
The now-lizard man was rather mad, to say the least.  He noticed Thk's
Trident go alittle limp in his hands as he casted his spell.  "This 
will teach that rude reptile that my conversation is not to be refused."
Gillian ripped his axe threw the reptiles leg, drawing a mass of blood.
Surprized Thk stabbed his trident at Gillian losing control of his 
Beer Elemental.
"SSSStupid Gnome" , yelled the real lizard man.
Then all was silent no one could believe what they saw.  THe gnome-lizard
erupted into his true form.  An immense Copper Dragon stood in the place
of the gnome.  Its tail burst through the wall behind him.  
"You will pay for your lack of manners, you miserable dolt", yelled the 
dragon.  With that the dragon slapped Thk across the bar with his huge
 claw.  The dragon flapped its massive wings and burst through the roof
of the Scrappy Ram.  Where it went no one knew.

Now the reason for the gnomes talkitiveness was appearant to everyone in
the scrappy ram. 
ADMIN: Thk hurt bad but not dead.  The Elemental has gone crazy because
control was lost.  This should make for a good fight!
          

		 ^
		***  *)       That pain in your butt 
		***  **)      may be the gnome you 
	        *** ****)     sat on.
	      <**********)    
	     <***********)    Matt DiAntonio
	      <**********)    bdianton@cs.ulowell.edu
	        *** ****)
		***  **)
		***  *)
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From: vaughan8670@iscsvax.uni.edu
Newsgroups: alt.pub.dragons-inn
Subject: [K] Helios comes into the bar for Radan.
Date: 29 Jul 92 16:56:45 -0500
Organization: University of Northern Iowa

>From:	IN%"plimbric@mihi.une.edu.au"  "Helios Darkmane the Centaur" 28-JUL-1992 17:52:28.93
>To:	IN%"vaughan8670@iscsvax.uni.edu"
>CC:	
>Subj:	Enter the Sun... (fwd)

>Forwarded message:
Subject: Enter the Sun...

[Please post for Chris Miller, Helios Darkmane.]

ADMIN: Subject...Enter the Sun
	(Helios is Greek for Sun)

	Litlefair was discussing the evening menu with the cook,
when he heard the clatter of hooves. Under normal circumstances
he would have paid little attention to the sound, but these
circumstances wer far from ordinary. The sound had come from the
Inn's common room.
	He burst into the common room, the words "Get that animal
out of here !" dying on his lips. He stopped and stared in surprise,
just as were most of the patrons in the room at the time.
	In the centre of the room stood a centaur.
	In his right hand he held a shining silver glaive.
	"You are the Innkeeper ?"
	The voice was deep, almost emotionless.
	"Yes. Can I help you ?"
	"I seek the two-footer Radan. Is he here ?"


This was mailed to me this happens earlier than all the other postings, sorry
for the delay.

Radan a.k.a. Timothy

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From: bdianton@cs.ulowell.edu (Mark Diantonio)
Subject: Invasion plans continue
Originator: bdianton@cs.ulowell.edu
Organization: University of Massachusetts at Lowell Computer Science
Date: Thu, 23 Jul 1992 20:44:40 GMT


Elysian opened the large iron doors that led into the temple.  The temple
was inspiring.  It was filled with relics and icons of all sorts.  The 
stained glass window's reflecion danced on the wall as the day progressed.
Elysian walked slowly through the passage tht led to the tower that 
stood next to the temple.  His mind was full of thoughts, he not
concentrate on just one.  He didn't notice the any of the skeletal
guards he passed or the dark mages walking briskly by.  He reached to
spiral staircase that led up to his arcane lab at the top of the tower.
The stairs winded up as long as the eye could see.
"Thank Xyvv, for teleport spells.  Thought Elysian.  He held out his
hands and shouted "Shirak Skarak Jumpak".  In a whirl of color, Elysian
disappeared from the base of the stairs and "popped" in his lab.
He had not expected so many people to have arrived so early.  Already
Grimsword and his death knight guard, Dracat Deathblade, had shown up.
Seated with them was a host of black robed wizards and a handful of
warriors.  A few of the "Wasters" band was there, as well as the 
great Necromancer Haarg.  
"Good", laughed Elysian, "We wait for a few more, and we will start!"
He took his seat at the head of the table, next to a large glowing
portal...
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From: ASG102@psuvm.psu.edu
Newsgroups: alt.pub.dragons-inn
Subject: Trawm and the Spitting Cobra
Date: 28 Jul 92 23:11:32 GMT
Organization: Penn State University


     Trawm heard the explosion from the Spitting Cobra.  It didn't phase
him.  He just loosened the strap on his club and continued to clean the
bar.  The other patrons fell into two categories, those that were afraid
of the explosion and those who saw it as an opportunity.  The former took
a deep swallow of bad beer and sank lower in their seats.  The latter jumped
toward the door to see what was happening while thoughts of looting ran
through their small and narrow brains.
     Trawm sighed.  'If I owned the Dragons Inn, things would be more
exciting I'd bet,' he thought to himself.

     Love and Peace and Looting,
           -The Dreamer-
Organization: Penn State University
Date: Tue, 28 Jul 1992 14:17:35 EDT
From: <ASG102@psuvm.psu.edu>
Newsgroups: alt.pub.dragons-inn
Subject: ADMIN: [K]

     For those of you who are forming the new thread, you should probably all
use the prefix [K] (I've seen some others use it).  It will keep things
organized and has helped my thread, [L], a lot.

     Love and Peace and Prefixes,
            -The Dreamer-

PS. I would have e-mailed this to each person, but I don't think that anyone
knows who is in and who is not.