From: gusar@uniwa.uwa.edu.au (Sean A Reith)
Subject: [KQ] Tvarne: [Low City/Inn/Docks] Interesting Tidbit
Keywords: Tvarne, Agoust, Kron, KronQuestors
Organization: University of Western Australia
Date: Thu, 30 Jul 1992 12:17:11 GMT

Shunned Centre.  From what little he'd heard about Generica's heart, it
deserved it's name, 'twas a poor Generican story-teller that couldn't
spout many a myth (or were they?) about the accursed ruins from which
the city sprouted, surrounded, defended?  Perfect place to put something
you didn't want found, a thieves guild or hideout for example, especially
with a back door like the Low City to prevent traffic being noticed.
So what did the Wasters need to hide so carefully?  For some reason they
had struck him as a heavy gang for hire, perhaps a meeting?  Though with
the extraordinary range of talents they displayed... Anyway, no point in
formulating theories on such little data, when the valuable experience of
a sergeant of the guard was yet to be tapped.

As the Dragon's Inn came into view, Tvarne slowed to a walk, and pushed
open the door, a quick scan revealing that neither Kron, Maleiu or the
lizardman Nirvan mentioned was about.  Approaching the bar, Tvarne
caught the ever-awake barman's eye,
"Littlefair, I wish to leave a note for the sergeant Kron, is there any
chance of a sheet of parchment and some writing implements?"

After ruffling through a large folder of paper, Littlefair presents
Tvarne with a large sheet of paper, and a faniciful quill.  One side of
the parchment reveals plans to a room something like the current room,
Littlefair explains,
"Back when we only had 15 corners...", nodding towards the quill in
Tvarne's hand, he continues,
"That quill has an endless supply of of ink, and the ink that comes
forth doesn't smudge; got it when I graduated from architech school,
after I decided to save money after we got the tenth corner put in.
That quasimagibuildingdesign process is not as simple as it seems,
adding just one corner requires a certain flair."
"That's some of my work there", finished Littlefair with a small smile
of pride, indicating the parchment.
"But it's not much use now, <sigh> nineteen already."

Unwilling to tear the parchment after the barkeep's unusal verbosity,
Tvarne simply folded the large sheet, and enscribed the following,
  Kron.
  Our extravagent friends were seen travelling into the
  spurned heart of this fair city.  Given recent events,
  thought this may be of interest.  Should you need any
  assistance, contact me at the docks.
                                                 Tvarne.

No need to bother encoding it, this Inn had to be the safest place in
the entire country, as long as the magic concentration didn't reach
critical.  Still, no need to spell it out either, a little paranoia was
a healthy thing.  (ADMIN: Just ask Rhys :)

Folding the note over, Tvarne handed it, the quill, and a gold for the
barman's trouble, to Littlefair.  After thanking the innkeep, Tvarne
left to meet the brothers at the agreed rendezvous point.

-----

Tonight was not a good night to be looking for someone in Low Town, the
riot had honest folks behind barred doors, the rest were looting, or
lying in the gutter, looted.  Still, from the description of those he
was to find, they weren't in much danger.  Agoust had little to fear, he
had nothing on him worth stealing, and it showed, still he was keeping
to the shadows.

The specified hour was almost up, and Agoust hadn't found anyone
matching the description, or anyone he wanted to question, so he headed
for the place he first met Tvarne, the agreed rendezvous.

-----

The fact neither brother left the shadows to meet him before he reached
them told him they hadn't found anything, as did the curt head shake as
they did emmerge from the shadows, but he'd expected as much.  His own
search after he left the Dragon's Inn had proven that the only witnesses
wore steel, and were too wrapped up in looting for conversation.

Reaching into his pocket, Tvarne withdrew two more of his rapidly
diminishing supply of gold coins, and handed one to each of the boys.
"Thankyou, I appreciate your time and effort.  And Agoust, if you do
hear anything of interest, be sure to visit."

Agoust nodded, and Tvarne set off for the docks and the _Morning
Breeze_, as the brothers headed off in the shadows.

The _Morning Breeze_ was probably alone in having more damage repaired
than caused that night, for which Tvarne was grateful.  It was too late
for sleep to afford any benefit afore the morn, so Tvarne crawled into
his bunk, and fell into a light trance.

ADMIN: Sorry for the delay, I was hoping I might get some insperation
       before you made it back to the Inn, oh well.
-- 
        /                  Tvarne Nillun
@///////[>==============-  aka Sean A Reith
        \                  aka gusar@uniwa.uwa.edu.au