Subject: Re: [Dagger] [PORC] A lighter mood seeps into the tavern. Date: Mon, 10 Aug 1998 17:44:30 +0200 From: Tarald Holm Reply-To: Tarald.Holm@nextel.no Organization: Nextel To: Mea Culpa CC: "dagrfall@ods.com" > I ordered some light wine, looked at Jemmy, who now seem to have > settled down into his usual charming self and I said " So tell me, how > can we help you defeat this 'Kiranom' " I noticed Zarth perk up at the > mention of "we" and I wondered if I hadn't taken things for granted > ........................................... > > > Regards > Mea Well, she certainly wasn't trying to make my job easy, I had to admit, but then I knew it wouldn't be when I agreed to be her bodyguard. It seemed long ago, they had been through alot since then, and Zarthanator's position as 'guard' had allways been more symbolic than real, but he liked to think he had been more helpful then a nuicance, and given the chance, he would brave the hordes of hell for Mea. She was really something, and after tonights preparatons, she looked astonishing. Yes, he would follow wherever she went. It didn't matter where, around the corner, around the world, or into another. Where she went, he would go with her, making sure no harm came to her as long as he could prevent it. He might not be a genious, or a master sorcerer (though Mea said he had potential. He could allways feel the powers of magicka flowing through him, but he knew not how to use them for his own will.), but he could use his body, and his fighting skills. And so he did. Zarth