From: vaughan8670@iscsvax.uni.edu
Newsgroups: alt.pub.dragons-inn
Subject: [R] Shade talks with Radan...
Date: 4 Sep 92 13:28:48 -0500
Organization: University of Northern Iowa

ADMIN:A post from the one Called SHADE, Thank you for your words of
incouragement, and helping out with the co-ordination of the thread...
--Radan




[R]    	>"Oh, Hellow everyone, I think we should stop here for a while and wait
	>for Karl."

	>Shade, Rhys, Jenever, and Killian just looked at him...
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	The Dark One looks at Radan, there is a strange look on his face...
	"By the Old Ones, what is this man with his strange powers.."
	
       S -If he rest of you will excuse us for a minute I have to talk to Radan?
	The others file out to the next room and Shade closes the door.
	
       S -There are a few things that I want you to know, especially since you
	 have asked some questions....
	
        The Dark One pulls up a low chair beside Radans bed. Radan looks at him
	with a curious expression on his face..
	
       S -You don't have to do this if..if..well never mind.., he says.
	Shade looks at him, moonlight filtering in through the curtains flicker
	in his green eyes and reflects from the red stone in his earring.
	
       S -I come from a place very far from here in both space and time. For a
	 long time now I have been travelling between the Planes...., he goes
	silent for a while with a thoughtful look on his face. Radan does not
	say anything afraid to interrupt.
	
       S -I'm trying to find my way back to my original plane, through the gates
	 between the planes. There is only one problem..., the Dark One looks
	 down at Radan,...do you understand ?
	
        R-Well not all of it but I get the drift...?
	
       S -The problem is that everytime I find a gate and go through two things
	 happen. First I get transferred to another plane, second I destroy the
	 gate....none of these two things can be controlled by me at all..., the
	Dark One looks at Radan.
	
       R -But then you...you may never find your way back ?
	
       S -Right, but I will have to go on just the same...
	
       R -But who are the Old Ones, Radan interrupts.
       	
        S-Ah...the Old Ones..., a shadow flickers over the Dark Ones face, eyes
	turn grey, like lead in a mosaic window,...the Old Ones...hm.
	Radan shivers as a cool breeze sweeps through the room, Shade seems not
	to notice.
	-The Old Ones are the Rulers of the Planes, he continues, they have di-
	 fferent names in different Spheres. Somtimes they are called gods some-
	 times they are called immortals, who knows. All I know is that they
	 control the Gates...
	
        Radan looks at Shade, compleately entranced by the story.
	-Where do you originally come from? he asks after a short moment of sil-
	ence.
	
        S-Oh, me. I come from a city called Port Ried in the Anand forestlands,
	 just south of the Barrier Mountains...though these names won't tell
	 you very much, Shade smiles at Radan.
	-I was born in the year of the Hawk, in the month of the Snowpanther,
	 the week of the Willow on the 20:th day..., he grows silent again.
	Radan is quiet again, sounds from the bazaar can be heard through the
	window, a bird is heard chirping outside.
	-In the middle of the night when the Red Moon rises..., he continues,
	then he is silent again. The red stone in his earring flickers and see-
	ms to pulsate with its own inner light, Radan watches the light play in
	the stone.
	
        Radan gets the distinct impression that Shade isn't going to say any-
	more. The Dark One rises puts back the chair and opens up the door.
	-It's okey, now we are finished, could you help Radan to clean up a 
	 little, Shade smiles, I'll go down to the bazaar to find some new
	 clothes for him. See you soon.
	
        He disappears down the corridor and down the stairs before anyone can
	stop him.
	Radan looks after him...
	"I wonder...hm..."

	When Shade passes through the outer gate of The Court he notices two
	men in turbans who seem to be watching the gate he passes through.
	"I wonder if they are watching out for Karl...hm...never mind I have
	 other things to do."
	He strolls out into the bazaar looking at whats sold. Shade picks up
	a few items of clothing that seem similar to what Radan was wearing
	before the fight.
	"I know what he has been doing..., I just hope he never tries it on me,
	 I would not want to see him go that way..."
	Shade wraps up the clothing in a small sack and moves down a dark back-
	alley.
	When he reaches a small open space between the buildings, where the 
	moon shines down, he stops an pulls out his goblet. The Dark One pulls
	out a small flask, fills up the goblet and mixes in some herbs. He
	quickly stirs the contents. He closes his eyes and concentrates deeply.
	A greenish light rises from the cup, it slowly spreads up his arms.
	Eventually the Dark One is entirely surrounded by the light...scared
	creatures of the night disappear downt into tunnels and into holes. A
	weird howling sound eminates from the Dark Ones lips...
	Suddenly...it's gone. The Dark One rises the cup, murmurs something and
	slowly drains it.
	"Aaah...that's better, I have to be careful..."
	Shade looks up at the skies and watches the stars...
	"Should be easy to find my way back."...he moves down the street. None
	of the shadows move to stop him, there are safer targets elsewhere.
	When he returns to The Court, he notices the two men still watching the
	entrance.
	"Got to remember to tell the others when I get up...", he enters The
	Court and moves up to Radans room.
	-Hi, I'm back..."

--
Morgan "the Dreamer" Broman			mabr@sweden.hp.com
a.k.a Morgan deGrey (in the S.C.A)
a.k.a Morlacad "Shade" ShadowHawk (in L.R.P.G)
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