From: dmcdulin@cs1.uct.ac.za (DB MCDULING)
Subject: [Ga] Introductions to Kraska
Organization: Computer Science Department, University of Cape Town
Date: Sat, 3 Oct 1992 07:45:11 GMT


       After  having  Brent  briefly  brushing  past him, the door was
    opened, and Kraska proceeded to enter the room.

       Turning to Kyleen, he prepared to speak.

       "Thank  you  for  opening  the  door, I was not too sure if you
    would  be  able  to  read  the message. I assumed there was enough
    water vapour in the room to freeze to the door on my script."

       Upon saying this, Kraska noticed that Kyleen was looking tired,
    and  not  completely comprehending of what he just said. Listening
    to  the  brief  exchange  between  Zebron  and  Kyleen, he finally
    grasped that common was not Kyleen's natural language.

       Speaking in a strange dialect which sounded almost like ancient
    Elven,  but  not  quite,  Kraska said to Zebron and Kyleen "I doth
    understand thine language, but tis a different mode of speech from
    the  one  I  knoweth.  If it pleaseth thee, I can speak to thee in
    this  tongue,  though  the words do not come easily to me in thine
    language. I am sure that I will learn thy tongue in due course."

       Speaking in common again, "I do not know why there was a period
    of time before my message was seen though?" he questioned.

       "Well,  friend,  as you can see, there is no writing on the..."
    Zebron  started  to  say  to  Kraska,  when  a look of puzzlement,
    followed  by dawning realisation crossed his face. Forgetting that
    Kyleen  had  asked  how Kraska managed to place the message on the
    door, Zebron told her how to look at the door.

       Looking  around  the  room, Kraska noticed, as if for the first
    time, the others in the room.

       "Hello there." Khisanth said to him.

       "Hello. You must be the one who bade me enter. I recognise your
    voice.  Thank  you  for removing the ward on the door, but I would
    suggest  that  if  you  had it up for a reason, you had better put
    another ward on the door again."

       Feeling  slightly  put  upon,  Khisanth  put  another  ward  of
    protection and warding on the door.

       "I  do  not mean to sound 'bossy'," Kraska said, "but it is the
    safe thing to do."

       Turning  again to Kyleen, Kraska said "I doth find mine self in
    the   unfortunate  position  of  not  having  knowledge  of  thine
    companion's names.", in that strange dialect of his.

       "I am sorry for not introducing you properly yet, but you spoke
    a  bit  fast  upon  entering  the  room.  But I will introduce our
    companions now properly" she said.

       Turning  to  the  various  members of the group in turn, Kyleen
    introduced Kraska to Garriot, Khisanth and Zebron.

       "The  avian's  name is Dusk, and he is Zebron's friend. Outside
    you  may have seen Mardan, who is keeping a watch over us as well.
    The  other  'members'  of  the  party  are not here now, so I will
    introduce you to them at a later stage."

       With as much politeness as he could manage, Kraska returned the
    formal greetings to each of the members.

       "And  now,  I am rather tired after a long day, and most of the
    night  without  sleep,  so  don't mind me, I'm going to catch some
    shut-eye till the morning." Zebron said to the group.


 ADMIN:     Zebron  was rather sharp in figuring out the method of the
    script. Apologies are made to the other characters if I didn't get
    the speech characteristics of their character quite right.


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