Newsgroups: alt.pub.dragons-inn
Subject: Re: [*inn*] Surprise! Dragon Attacks!
From: z_falkrg@ccsvax.sfasu.edu
Date: 30 Jul 92 12:11:44 CST
Organization: Stephen F. Austin State University

	Alas, before the dance can begin, the cries of battle destroy the
lively music.  Glancing out, Killian sees the horrid sight.  The dead walking
about and slaying the living.  Grasping his staff, he bows to the lovely lady
he was about to dance with.
	"My apologies mi'lady, but if we do not act now, there will be no place
to dance...or do other things (sly wink)...later.  Farewell."  Killian says
before he gracefully bows and dashes out the door.
	The battlefield that had once been a city street was covered in bodies. 
The bodies of the dead that walked, and the freshly made bodies of the valient
defenders lie strewn about the street.  Stifling the bile in his throat,
Killian sets himself as two skeletons charge, their empty eye sockets staring
blankly ahead.
	Both swing at the same time and Killian sets his staff out to parry. 
Both blades are stopped before they could cut the young bard.  He disengages
and sweeps one end, connecting with the leg of one of his assailants.  The dry
bones snap and the first crumbles to the pile of bones it started as.
	The second had taken advantage of Killians distraction as the sword
raked down his back.  Luckily, the weakly enchanted leather took the brunt of
the blow.  Killian spun as the warm blood trickled down his back and legs.  The
skeleton was rearing back for another strike as the bard whipped his staff up
and thrust the tip through the skull.  The skull disintegrated and a second
pile of bones was formed next to the first.
	Darkness then swept over him.  Killian about panicked when he could no
longer see.  He backed against a wall and fought to keep his wits.  This form
is no longer useful he thought as he started to change.  Rippling muscle and
sinew formed and the man became beast.
	Still unable to see, the great cat could still smell the walking
corpses and hear the rattling bones.  This would be enough to track his prey. 
As he was about to pounce on a unsuspecting zombie, a new smell reached the
tigers sensitive nostrils.  The beast stopped and tried to identify it.  It
smelled like a lizard, but stronger . . . much stronger.  It was then that the
beating of great wings and the wind they stirred up reached the cat.  The tiger
leaped to the side as talons raked the road where he once stood.  An
incapacitating fear grasped even the strong tiger's heart.
	He pulled himself togheter and hoped that someone in this bar could
handle such a monster, for surely I cannot.  I must concentrate on those foes
that I can stop.  Quickly homing in on the previous zombie, the tiger lept and
clawed the abomination.
	Hopefully someone can help....

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