Subject: Re: [Dagger] [PORC]The Confrontation Date: Mon, 03 Aug 1998 09:53:47 +0200 From: Tarald Holm Reply-To: Tarald.Holm@nextel.no Organization: Nextel To: Daggerfall Mailing List Zarth snapped out of his trance, the books had held his mind so captive that all other things had passed him by unnoticed, but now, he sensed something. His friends were in danger. He grabbed his trusty broadsword, and stormed out the door.... >My companions were returning. Catris and Mea came up the gang-plank >side-by-side, leveling gaze with my assailant. The nightblade pointed >her gauntletted hand at them and............ Zarth came running up the stairs, entering the deck with a speed that seemed to disagree with his massive size. He observed an uninvited guest gesturing with hostile intent towards his friends. "Schlishe Ain Dhiche" he yelled, and launched himself on the assailant. The element of surprise helped, but not sufficient. The nightblade dodged, but concentration was lost, and the spell aborted. Swinging the mighty broadsword as if it were an extension of his own arms, Zarth yelled: "Mah lahdy Meah. Ah appologize fhor neghlegthing yher shafethy. Ahn Ah apholloghize fhor fhorgething mah mhask Ahn soohn Ah wheel apholloghize fhor sphillihng blhood ohn yher flhoor". With the able help of some well placed spells from his companions, Zarth soon had the nightblade on the defensive. "Mah fhriend Jhemahlas... Ah bhelieve yhe had shomehthinh tho sahy tho thees here creehp?" ------- Sorry I left you all without sayning goodbye. I swear it will never happen again ;) I have been on a little vacation, and hav finally finished reading all my mail. Oh well. I excpect you all missed me terribly, but I'm back now ;) Tarald - Lord of Smeg