From: ASG102@psuvm.psu.edu
Newsgroups: alt.pub.dragons-inn
Subject: [L] Helen Takes a Walk
Date: 29 Sep 92 14:53:53 GMT
Organization: Penn State University

ADMIN: Form this point on, the [L] thread will concern Luthor, Helen, and their
       interaction.  Currently, this thread will include only those two
       characters, but may include Brycur and a friend of his when they get
       their plan off the ground.

Helen's mood took a dark turn after toasting the new King Permus.  He was the
son of her beloved Queen, now dead because of Luthor.  Worse still, the Queen
had known that Luthor was a threat which is why Helen was sent to kill him in
the first place.  She had failed when she was needed most and for this, Luthor
would pay.  Besides, she had a perfect record...all of her assigned victims
had died.  She couldn't ruin that, could she?   ...could she?  No. 'Focus on
the mission,' she told herself as she had so many times before.

After saying good-bye to those still at the table, Helen left the inn and
went to the alley in the rear of the building.  There, she changed form.

Her hair became shorter going from black to light brown...
Her shoulders broadened...
Her eyes changed from green to brown...
Her muscles and bones grew and streached...
Her cloathing changed to leather armor...
Her vocal chords lengthened...
Her name changed from Helen to Draaken Rasp...

     Draaken walked out of the alley and past the entrance to the Dragon's
Inn.  He continued down the Dragon's Lane going West toward the ocean.
Halfway there, he turned South and found the Guild of Messengers and Porters
near the Merchant's Hill.  He went inside and was immediately greeted by a
young human dressed in the green and gold tabard of the Guild.

"Good Day fair sir.  Are you in need of our services or are you looking for
employment?" He asked in a sickeningly pleasant voice.

"I wish to send a message to a friend, but I need someone to write it."

The young man got out a form and a quill.  "I have to ask you a few questions
before I transcribe your important message sir."

"Fine"

"First:  What plane do you want this message sent to?"

"What Plane?  You can do that?" Draaken hadn't expected this place to have
cross-dimensional service.  He was impressed.

"But of course sir.  We get quite a few people from other planes here in
Generica.  With a little help from the mage's guild, we can send a message
almost anywhere in the multiverse.  Of course it is an expensive service..."

"Yes, I see.  My message is for a person on this plane.  He is staying in the
Dragons Inn."  Draaken cut in.

The messenger was visibly upset by this and the loss of the rather large
comission that he would get for a cross-dimensional message, but he continued
with only slightly less charm.

"And what is the name of the person to whom you wish the message delivered?"

"Luthor Anside."

"Could you describe Mr. Anside?"

"Sure.  Half-Golden Elf, golden skin, black hair, blue eyes...He wears a BLACK
cloak that blends with the shadows.  Is that good enough?"

"That is fine sir.  Now, what do you want the message to say?"

"Luthor,
     I have heard of your abilities and wish to propose a buisiness deal.
I would like to talk it over with you somewhere private.  If you are
interested, please leave a note with the Guild of Messengers.  They will
contact me.  You may name the time and place for our first meeting as a
show of my trust in your reputation.
                                          All Here Bound In Truth,
                                               -Draaken Rasp-

"One last thing, I would like this delivered to Mr. Anside tomarrow at
dawn."  Draaken finished.  He tossed a pouch of coins to the messenger.
"I will return tomarrow at dusk to see if he responded."

"Yes Sir!" said the messenger.  He couldn't believe how much the man had
overpaid him for such a simple job.

Draaken left the guild's headquarters and walked back to the Dragons Inn,
taking a different path than before.  Once again, he went behind the building
and when no one was looking, he changed...

-----
Helen re-entered the Dragons Inn in a better mood than when she had left.
She walked over to Littlefair and asked for a room.  He handed her the key
and she gave him enough money to pay for a month's stay.

On her way to her room, she passed Luthor who was talking to a confused looking
human in mage robes.  Once again she felt slightly dizzy when she was near him.
'I need some sleep' she thought to herself dismissing the feeling as fatigue.
-----

Upon seeing Helen again, Luthor felt light-headed.  At first he had thought
that this feeling was caused by Helen's appearance.  After all, she did look
like Rachel, his dead wife, but now he thought differently.  This was more
that emotions...

Luthor turned back to the human Josh who was also light-headed, but for
very different reasons.

ADMIN: Luthor has a slight psi-ability to read thoughts.  Helen is a half-
       Doppleganger who can read unshielded minds.  Together, they cause a
       little psi-feedback which makes them both dizzy.
Doc: E-mail me if this interferes with your character who I believe is also
     psionically inclined :-)

     Love and Peace and Psi,
          -The Dreamer-
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