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From: ...sage
Newsgroups: alt.pub.dragons-inn
Subject: ADMIN: What this group is all about
Keywords: fun
Date: 6 Oct 92 08:17:59 GMT
Reply-To: pcalvert@economics.adelaide.edu.au
Followup-To: alt.pub.dragons-inn
Organization: the basement of the Great Library of Generica
NNTP-Posting-Host: calvert.commerce.adelaide.edu.au

ATTN all newcomers:
The FAQ (posted weekly) is a good start, but is also a fairly
long read. I suggest you do so, though, to make this group more
fun for you and all in it.

In the FAQ are a list of people who are willing to explain things
in more detail to people who want to know (I am one).

Alt.Pub.Dragons-Inn is a combination newsgroup-M.U.D. (multi-
user-dungeon) that was dreamed up by NightStalker, and put into
effect by Andrew Solberg.
Posted articles take the form of pieces of interactive storytelling,
which will often generate a 'thread', which occurs when a group of
people (or maybe one person if they want to do everything themselves)
decide to 'run' which their story.

Posts are made 'in character', often with a description of the character
in the initial post (to help others visualize the character). The
'Character Summaries' (posted weekly) provides a list of character
descriptions for those who are new, or have forgotten what other
characters are like.

Flames are not permitted here, and neither is talk that more properly
belongs in the rec.games.frp. hierarchy of groups. Also, please prefix
any non-in-character posts, or admin posts with ADMIN:

What is going on here? At the moment that's a little hard to tell, 
though I am trying to do my best with the 'This Week in Review' 
postings. 
Read the FAQ, email people who look like they know what they are doing
(thus keeping ADMIN to a minimum) and most of all have fun.

						 ...sage
-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-
 Pete Calvert : Department of Commerce: Adelaide University, S.Aust.
  email : pcalvert@economics.adelaide.edu.au & sage@maria.wustl.edu
From: kring@efes.physik.uni-kl.de (Thomas Kettenring)
Subject:  [BH] The story begins to begin
Organization: FB Physik, Universitaet Kaiserslautern, Germany
Date: Tue, 6 Oct 1992 11:32:30 GMT

Posted for: Christopher M. Steiner <csteiner@oucsace.cs.ohiou.edu>
------------
   "Most of these animals just attached themselves to me.  The swift is
my familiar, and I have two war dogs and a war horse in the stables."

   "I only train animals on the side.  Most of the last... god knows how
many years, I've been tracking down a friend of mine."

   He takes a long drink from his third pitcher and stares into it for a
while.

   "Your card said something about fortunes of war.  I am a king.  I
left my country in the hands of my bishop, Rayfus."  He sighed again.
"I don't know what I want to know.  I don't even know how much I can
trust of your magic.  Somehow divination has always eluded me."

   Artimian looked at her with eyes that were well on their way to being
drunk.

"Bartender, I believe I'll have another pitcher of water..."
                                            (Artimian Yauntir of Elturel)
-----------
From: mcutter@gacvx2.gac.edu
Newsgroups: alt.pub.dragons-inn
Subject: [G] The Raid: Thorr-kan's Actions
Date: 6 Oct 92 00:44:48 GMT
Organization: Gustavus Adolphus College, St. Peter, Minnesota

Dawn comes, heralding the begining of this madness the White Minotaur
has joined in on.  For the life of me, Thorr-kan thinks to himself, I
cannot fathom why Kiri-Jolith wants me involved.  Great and dangerous
plans must be riding on this quest...

When Glystern exits the Inn and mounts up, he looks suprised as
Thorr-kan walks alongside the party.  With a toothy grin, he says, "Ride
on.  I have no need of a horse just yet.  I will procure my mount beyond
the city walls."

Time passes.  Somewhere along the way, the White Minotaur disappears. 
But his companion is very much in evidence at lunch.  Gleep does not
make a nuisance of himself, but there is no doubt that he is anxious for
his friend to return.

When the melee erupts, Gleep shrieks and disappears.  One minute later,
a terrifying roar erupts from the woods, followed by a scream.  As the
battle subsides, Thorr-kan strides out of the bush with a LIVE lizardman
over one shoulder.

"Gleep informed me of the attack.  My apologies for not being here.  I
was retrieving my steed...."

Thorr-kan whistles, and from the brush comes a horse almost as tall as
the minotaur.  His coat is a lustery silver, and his eyes glint with
steel.  He seems like an elemental force...

The White Minotaur drops the captured lizardman to the ground.  "He
should awake soon.  Then we shall have an answer for this affront!"
That said Thorr-kan turns back to the forest, leaving others to tend to
the wounded as he stands guard.

-Thorr-kan, the White Minotaur, and Gleep, the pseudo dragon. 

********************************************************************************
Peace through strength!                          Victory through annihilation!!
Matt Cutter, e-mail to mcutter@vax2.gac.edu OR spock@vax1.gac.edu
Gustavus couldn't afford my opinions if they wanted them!
********************************************************************************
From: zweldron@ruhets.rutgers.edu (Matthew Charlap)
Newsgroups: alt.pub.dragons-inn
Subject: Ixy returns, almost
Date: 30 Sep 92 02:09:48 GMT
Organization: Rutgers Univ., New Brunswick, N.J.

Ixnaphior returns to the inn, but stops when he sees the monster standing 
outside. He fingers his ring an concentrates on the brute. he starts slowly-
Name? Blade comes through.
OK. something more, let's try a surface thought...
*   * *** *     *         *   * *****  ***  *   * *****   *   *   *  *****
*  *   *  *     *         ** ** *     *   * *   *   *    * *  *  *   *****
* *    *  *     *         * * * *     *     *   *   *   *   * * *     ***
** *   *  *     *         * * * ****   ***  *****   *   ***** ** *    ***
*   *  *  *     *         *   * *         * *   *   *   *   * *   *    *
*   *  *  *     *         *   * *     *   * *   *   *   *   * *   *
*   * *** ***** *****     *   * *****  ***  *   *   *   *   * *   *    *
                                                                      ***
                                                                       *
Booms through Ixy's head. Only with a supreme effort of will does he keep
from screaming. Quickly breaking contact, Ixy retreats back into the night.
'whoever this Meshtak guy is, I wouldn't like to be in his shoes,' he mutters,
'Of cuorse Spondeux can be just as bad.'
Ixy finds a survailence point and waits for the creature to leave the area by
the entrance. when it finally does, he slips inside, and gets a room for a
little sleep.
Newsgroups: alt.pub.dragons-inn
From: dshaffer@andromeda.rutgers.edu (Donald A Shaffer)
Newsgroups: alt.pub.dragons-inn
Subject: Wierd new character(characters?)
Date: 5 Oct 92 19:45:25 GMT
Organization: Rutgers Univ., New Brunswick, N.J.


  The commotion in the bar stops as a pack of animals walk in to the bar
A giant bear with what look's like two eagles on his back enter with 4 wolves
surrounding the bear and, it looks like it, guarding it.
  "Aramus, blast it, where are you?"  came from the bears mouth...or was it
the wolves mouth..no, it was the eagles mouth.  "Oh there you are."
  "Ah PW, I was wondering when you were going to get here.  Please join us."
said Aramus.  The bear wandered over to the table and sat down,  the wolve
followed behind and sat, facing oputward, around the bear.
  "Sorry if this seems rude Aramus, but I'm just not comfortable without part
of me standing guard."  As the bear said this, one of the eagles on his back 
flew off out of the door and landed on the roof, the other flew to the
entrance and porched and a beam.
  "Not at all old chap.  friend,"he said to the person at his table," I'd like
you to meet Popufalcarwolugac.  PW for short.  PW, meet, ah...I don't believe
I caught your name"
******************************************************************************
Fencers do it in the     * Don Shaffer
  FLESHE'                * dshaffer@andromeda.rutgers.edu
*******************************************************************************
From: foleye@storm.CS.ORST.EDU (Stilt Man)
Newsgroups: alt.pub.dragons-inn
Subject: The Shrouded One stands against Blade. . .
Date: 2 Oct 92 21:19:24 GMT
Organization: Computer Science Dept., Oregon State University
Originator: foleye@storm.CS.ORST.EDU

Kryalla, seeing the various members of her table striking at Blade, stands
herself, wrapping her Shroud about her shoulders and keeping its dark cloth
before her.  From beneath the sound of metal hissing on leather emanates, and
a soft glow of bluish-white is illuminating her corner from the adamant-steel
of a katana blade, its handle the colors of her attire and of freshly-shed
blood.  Pulling her hood over her head, she steps from her corner and waits
for Blade to attempt some sort of strike.

(ADMIN:  Whoever is running Blade should probably email me if Blade intends
to confront the Shrouded One, for she is not quite as she seems and the writer
of Blade probably should know specifics.)

+=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=+
+	Kryalla Simuel the Shrouded One			  +
+=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=+
+	foleye@storm.cs.orst.edu			  +
+=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=+
Newsgroups: alt.pub.dragons-inn
From: wolf@cheshire.oxy.edu (Clinton Richard Wolf)
Subject: Ralston (NPC)... the better part of valor...
Organization: Occidental College, Los Angeles, CA 90041 USA.
Date: Wed, 30 Sep 1992 03:52:03 GMT

    Ralston walks his normal beat up and down the Arcade of Unforgotten Her-
oes, whistling and twirling his truncheon, his sword sheathed and forgotten.
Why remember it? It was a beautiful day, the sun shining bright... he took
a deep breath of fresh air, ignoring the tingling feeling where some of the
teeth he had before the Riot had vacated their sockets. He also tried to ig-
nore his left arm, which was still in a soft brace and tender. The Guard's
cleric had done much for him in the last two days, but hadn't been able to
heal all the damage... he had been decidedly overwhelmed by the number of
casualties. He hadn't wanted Ralston to begin walking the beat again so soon,
but Ralston scoffed at that idea. He was fine! Sure, he limped a bit, and
his left arm hurt when he moved it to quickly, and the bruises on his face
hadn't entirely gone away, but he was a guardsman! And a guardsman had a duty
to the public of Generica... even if the public had gone mad and nearly killed
him. Besides, his beat was probably one of the most interesting in Generica,
taking him as it did past that landmark, Generica's pride and joy, the Dragon's
Inn! Of course, not everyone felt the Inn was good for the city, but Ralston
loved checking all the strange and interesting patrons it attracted. And Lit-
tlefair and his family had certainly saved his life that night...
   
    It was at that moment Ralston heard the screams... he immediately broke
into a run towards the Plaza, passing a knight in black armor who seemed to
have been pierced by a dozen or so spears... when Ralston reached the plaza,
a strange and terrible sight confronted him.

    Standing in the doorway to the Dragon's Inn was a HUGE, hideous looking
creature, with nasty looking spikes and blades jutting out from every angle...
It was throwing itself at the open doorway of the Inn, somehow held back by
an invisible force, and it was snarling and howling its rage at those beyond.
    'KILL MESHTAK!!!' it shrieked. Ralston, assuming the creature was just
another of the Dragon's Inn's exotic but generally harmless tenants, was ab-
out to approach it and ask if he could be of assistance, when he saw a troll
he recognized as Trawm approach the creature before him. Trawm was nonchal-
antly shredded...
     'Gah...' was Ralston's comment on this event. He looked at his truncheon,
then to the creature, then to Trawm's dissassembled parts, then to the creat-
ure... Reaching a decision, he turned and sprinted off towards Glorshanned
Keep, wondering if the City Guard had anything in its collective arsenal that
could handle THAT...
      
ADMIN: Open for use and/or abuse by whoever, except don't kill Ralston. You
       can of course ignore this post entirely (the Guards didn't believe Ral-
       ston or whatever...), but it might be interesting to have the entire
       Generican City Guard show up, and try to figure out how to remove this
       invulnerable creature from the Inn's doorstep :)
From: dshaffer@andromeda.rutgers.edu (Donald A Shaffer)
Newsgroups: alt.pub.dragons-inn
Subject: Chip Tries something on Blade
Date: 2 Oct 92 14:52:39 GMT
Organization: Rutgers Univ., New Brunswick, N.J.


   While busy dodging blade, he sees blade apparently go into a state of 
confusion (the spell).  Seeing that Blade is ,for the moment, stopped for
a while, Chip calls upon SSchi'eh.
  "werjudfb jsqa'as SSchi'eh dfrik Chip'Chirip'Cherebaklamapacth djd ejd
Idn SSchi'eh HDK HWDGK!!!" With a final shout, Chip stops his chanting and
for a few moments, silence is heard. Suddenly, every biting, stinging insect 
in the area proceeds to Blades location and start harrasing him.  Blade, with
insects going at his eyes is effectively blinded and in great pain as the
insects go after any wounds he does have.
  "Anyonez got soemthing else to try?" he asks at the amazed Meshtak and 
Arcadio.  He then took out from his harness a bright, dark shining chatka
from his pouch, glowing in a pulsating manner.  He waits to see what else 
happens.
 
******************************************************************************
 ADMIN well, you did give him action Meshtak. Oh, did I forgot to mention
that SSchi'eh was Chip's deity and Champion means high fighter/priest? :)
in his language?  Balls in your court, whoever, use chip well.
*******************************************************************************
 If it doesn't bites you,       * Chip'Chirip'Cherebaklamapacth
    eat it.                     * Champion od the Great Queen Mother
If it does bite you, Kill it,   *      SSchi'eh
    then eat it.                * AKA Don Shaffer
       Thri-kreen saying        *     dshaffer@andromeda.rutgers.edu
*******************************************************************************
From: kss@mathcs.emory.edu (Kevin Smith)
Newsgroups: alt.pub.dragons-inn
Subject: [G] fun in the woods
Date: 2 Oct 92 20:27:49 GMT
Reply-To: kss@mathcs.emory.edu
Organization: Emory University, Dept of Math and CS

Galland emerges at dawn with the horde of black-garbed and beweaponed
gladiators.  She is quiet and thoughtful, mounting a small grey horse
with comments to noone except the horse.  Ralf sits solemnly on her shoulder,
and from time to time turns his head to nuzzle her ear.  He is obviously
concerned about the business as well.

There is no trace of the strangeness that surrounded her last night.  Until
midmorning...  She grows bored with the grimness around her, and from her
small pack pulls a handful of nuts.  She begins to crack them, eat the meats
and toss the shells up into the air.  Some of the shells flutter as
butterflies; others drift down as leaves and still others pop or whistle.
Behind her, a trail of simple nutshells remains on the road.

When the group stops for lunch (very briefly, with Glysten glowering at
us all), Galland wanders through the nearby trees singing softly.

When the lizardmen erupt around us in midafternoon, Galland seems to
vanish.

Galland (or is it?)
---
Kevin Smith
Emory University, Atlanta, GA 
Internet:  kss@mathcs.emory.edu		BITNET: kss@emory.bitnet
UUCP: {rutgers,gatech}!emory!kss
From: zweldron@ruhets.rutgers.edu (Matthew Charlap)
Newsgroups: alt.pub.dragons-inn
Subject: Re: Correction: E'Karam takes the GOLD Coin
Date: 1 Oct 92 04:29:41 GMT
Organization: Rutgers Univ., New Brunswick, N.J.

ASG102@psuvm.psu.edu writes:

>     The coin that E'Karam picked up was the GOLD one left there by Ixy, not
>a silver coin.  I have posted this correction to let the net land know that
>the coin is now in his hands (actually in his robe :-)

As the coin is picked up, a soft, quick red flash appears on E'Karam's hand.
The coin loses a little of its luster.

---Now what happens?...
From: glen@pandora.sdsu.edu (Glen)
Newsgroups: alt.pub.dragons-inn
Subject: Re: What is this group about?
Date: 3 Oct 92 23:14:40 GMT
Organization: San Diego State University, College of Sciences
X-Newsreader: Tin 1.1 PL5

Keith Vaitkus (vaitkus@polaris.lexmark.com) wrote:
: Could some kind soul tell me what this newsgroup is about?

I'd also be very interested in knowing.  This seems like a wild
group, but (sorry) I'm just a newbie to this particular group!

Thanks!
glen@pandora.sdsu.edu
From: foleye@storm.CS.ORST.EDU (Stilt Man)
Subject: The Shrouded One's tale . . .
Originator: foleye@storm.CS.ORST.EDU
Organization: Computer Science Dept., Oregon State University
Date: Wed, 30 Sep 1992 23:21:00 GMT

At the mention of various other beings who maintain the same alias as Arcania
Dorval, Kryalla is left somewhat at a loss for how to explain herself.  She
attempts to explain to Kirkil:  "No, no.  Arcania has been known to wander
the planes, but she is not the entity of which you speak.  My world, also,
has legends of such an originator of all evil like the one you speak;  they
call him the Great Adversary of Old.  The legends say little of what exactly
became of him, but they say he was destroyed in a great battle with wizards
of white magic, but the legends are obscured in antiquity, as even I am not
old enough to have witnessed the events they describe.

"Arcania Dorval is a nymph of extreme talents in both the white and black
magicks, who was born to a wizard-emperor of some benevolence and a nymph who
had forsaken her natural haunts and chosen to marry him.  Her mother died in
childbed with her, and she eventually assassinated her father when his
traditions forbade her to succeed his throne unless she was married.  She is
indeed an extremely powerful arch-magess, but does not fit the description
you put forth.  She now rules the Empire of Thyaris and has created many
daemons to serve her, which as a group are different from the demons that the
Adversary created in ancient times, which now lie imprisoned in the Inferno."

(ADMIN:  Note that the hellish brand of demon is spelled as such, while
Arcania's contemporary brand is spelled with an "a," the reason why I said it
was important to add the "a" in the spelling.  The bards of Arghan make the
distinction to avoid confusion as to the monsters' origins and loyalties.)

"Arcania often sends her minions into the other worlds, that is true, and some
times will act through a dark lord she has corrupted and empowered from the
wizards native to that plane.  However, more often she merely sends a scout
to the other worlds to search for a specific enemy who might have fled from
Arghan to escape her wrath.  I am such an enemy.  Her creatures search for me
exhaustingly, not being able to strike at me while I stand under the Fellow-
ship's roof.  However, when I travel, I travel alone, and so they try to
hunt for me when I do so.  The Shroud prevents them from finding me, and they
know not of this inn in which we sit, or else they would have set ambushes on
me the instant I leave.  The excellent magic of the proprietors of this fine
establishment prevent them from striking at me within these walls even if they
knew of my patronizing of the Dragon's Inn.

"Are there any other questions?"

Waiting for answers, she sips again at her Mistwine.
+=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=+
+	Kryalla Simuel the Shrouded One			  +
+=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=+
+	foleye@storm.cs.orst.edu			  +
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From: scheider@Oswego.EDU (Linda Scheiderich)
Newsgroups: alt.pub.dragons-inn
Subject: Re: [Ga] So much for THAT idea...
Date: 29 Sep 92 19:42:48 GMT
Reply-To: scheider@oswego.Oswego.EDU (cat)
Organization: Instructional Computing Center, SUNY at Oswego, Oswego, NY

Kyleen, apparently in a cagey mood, evasively answers Brent's questions,
all the while eyeing him warily.  However, she finally decides that with
Zebron, Garriot, and Mardan awake she is fairly safe, so she goes into a
meditation for about two hours.  Her 'awakening' precedes Khisanth's by
a few minutes.  Kyleen suggests "it has been a trying day for most of us.
I would suggest that Khisanth and I, and possibly you, sir" this as she
indicates Brent, "take guard for a few hours as the rest of you get some
rest.  Perhaps then, with the wisdom acquired during restful times, we
will be able to figure out the best course of action."

             Cat, the Mystical Divinity of Unashamed Felinity
AKA Kyleen, who never wants to SEE a head wound again, let alone TREAT one.
Newsgroups: alt.pub.dragons-inn
Organization: Penn State University
Date: Tue, 29 Sep 1992 18:09:07 EDT
From: <ASG102@psuvm.psu.edu>
Newsgroups: alt.pub.dragons-inn
Subject: Silver Coin Disappears [E'Karam]

E'Karam looked around the room for something to do.  It was then that he
spotted the silver coin on the floor of the Inn.  He wondered to whom it
belonged and his Halfling mind worked its logic:

The coin is on the floor,
People who drop things that they want pick them up,
I want the coin,
I am going to pick it up,
Therefore the coin must be mine.

Satisfied with this burst of intelligence, the Mind Flayer walked over to the
coin and picked it up trying to look inconspicuous.  He put it in a pocket on
the inner part of his robes and sat back down at his table.

     Love and Peace and Logic,
          -The Dreamer-
From: ASG102@psuvm.psu.edu
Newsgroups: alt.pub.dragons-inn
Subject: Blade: Trawm Hears...
Date: 29 Sep 92 20:14:55 GMT
Organization: Penn State University

Trawm heard of the commotion early in the night.  Some strange creature was
walking the streets of the city attacking and killing anyone who stood in
its way.  At first he had dismissed the stories as the babbling of drunken
men, but when they were echoed by drunken women too, he decided to investigate.

He easily followed the trail of injured carts and broken people to (where else)
The DRAGONS INN.  There he saw the most magnificent sight ever:

>        Blade is there, gleaming like polished obsidian, his entire form
>comprised of sharp angles and blades. However, the inn seems to be sensitive
>to the violence that Blade embodies, for try as he might, he cannot enter! It
>is as if an unseen hand holds him from taking that final step into the Inn.
>Whatever magic makes the inn a haven for the most powerful from their even
>more powerful enemies, prevents Blade from crossing the threshold and engaging
>Meshtak.

Trawm felt sympathy for the creature.  Like it, the Dragons Inn barred him
from his destiny: to have the most violent bar in all of the Known Lands, but
this was his answer.  If he could get this thing into his bar and maybe build
an arena for people to fight it...no words could describe his joy at the
thought.  He went up to the creature and tapped it on the shoulder.

"Hey wimp..." was all he got out of his mouth.  The creature picked him up in
both of his arms and shreaded Trawm's deformed body against his natural spikes.
A few people watching gasped in horror as the creature finished the deed.
Within seconds, nothing was left of Trawm asside from a pile of random flesh...

Trawm slowly regenerated.  The first part of his body to re-form was his
mouth which twisted into a smile.

     Love and Peace and Half-Trolls,
              -The Dreamer-