From: ASG102@psuvm.psu.edu
Newsgroups: alt.pub.dragons-inn
Subject: [L] Brycur and the Bodyguard
Date: 14 Aug 92 15:44:08 GMT
Organization: Penn State University


Brycur seized his sword from Bakr as Bakr turned to face the wardog that had
just come to defend his master.  He knew that they would have to dispose of
the bodyguard and the dog quickly before the other guards were alerted.

'Maice, how about some help here.' Brycur muttered as he raised his sword and
attacked the bodyguard.  Brycur was running at the guard's back, but again the
ring on his hand began to glow and he turned around to parry Brycur's attack.

Caught somewhat by surprise Brycur staggered passed the guard and seemed to    e
have bumped into an invisible object :-).  He turned quickly to face the guard
who looked as though he was ready to tear Brycur to pieces.

Much to Brycur's surprise his sword began to glow bluish, and there was some
strange chanting coming from it.  The guard paused momentarily, confused by
this unusual occurence.  His hesitation proved to be just long enough, as two
small balls of fire shot out from the sword and hit the guard, sending him
sprawling back to the floor.

The guard let out a groan as he slumped to the floor.  He laid there motionless
for a moment but soon began to struggle to his feet.  Brycur ran over to finish
him off, but the guard sweeped his legs, sending him down to the floor.

Both of them quickly scrambled to their feet and began circling, each one loo
looking for an opening.  Brycur saw that the guard had been slowed by the
blast he had taken, his chest was visibly scorched and his breath was coming in
short gasps.

The guard looked at Brycur and quickly found a weakness.  He noticed a slight
limp in his right leg, the leg which he had swept out before (and
coincidentally, the leg on the side with the still slightly bruised ribs).
He waited until Brycur shifted his weight onto his bad leg then lunged
forward, slicing into his victims abdomen.

Brycur reeled back in pain.  He now had an open wound on his stomach, not
mortal, but still quite painful.  He quickly regained his balance and turned
to face the guard once again.

Again the guard lunged at him, but this time Brycur was able to step to the    e
side and inflict a deep cut into the guard's leg.

The guard let out a cry of pain and staggered away from Brycur keeping his
guard up so that Brycur could not attack him.

He tried to straighten himself to attack again, but when he tried to put
weight on his injured leg he doubled over in pain.  Before he could recover
Brycur was upon him.  The guard looked at the floor and saw his severed hand
lying there, still clutching the sword which it had held.

The guard dropped his other sword and clutched his wrist, crying out again in
pain.  Again the ring began to glow and he quickly wheeled around, pulling a
dagger which he had concealed on his waist.  He turned just in time to stick
Brycur between the ribs with the dagger, as Brycur advanced to finish him.

Brycur was clutching the handle of his sword, which he had rammed through the
guard's stomach, pain shot through his body from the dagger which stuck into
his chest.  He withdrew his sword from the guard and the lifeless body slumped
to the ground.

'Remove the dagger and I will  heal your mounds.'  Brycur heard the familiar
voice of Maice; he quickly complied to this order.  Again the sword glowed
blue and the chanting started.  Brycur's wounds closed up, but all of the pain
couldn't be liberated by any spell.

Realizing he would have to live with the pain, Brycur turned to see how Bakr
and Luthor were fairing against the wardog.

-Brycur the Injurred