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10:01:18 -4:00 EDT Wed Jul 10, 1996

Oth. Seventy-One.

Jak. Six.

Note: It is early morning.

Jak sits down at the counter and looks around the tavern room.

In the left corner, closest to the weaponboard sit two men in rich clothes. They've been arguing for sometime about matters of business. it seems one of the men has brought a shipment but claims he cannot deliver on the agreed upon price. Typical banter.

Across the center aisle from the merchants are three tables of farmers and peasantry come inside for morning tea and bread. Each looks filthy and smells the same.

Another figure sits in the dark right corner around from the fireplace. He sits alone at a round table staring off into space. The

innkeeper taps your arm, "May I help you sir?" He follows your gaze to the corner and adds, "That would be Old Daris, blind as a bat."

"Yes, a bowl of stew, some bread, butter."

The man nods and walks into the back.

Your eyes finally fall upon the stirring form of the man sleeping with his arms
crossed on the counter. It's been a long night for someone.

The innkeeper steps from the doorway with a plate of bread and small tub of butter.
The man delivers the food while the waking figure raises his head and glances bleary?
eyed about himself.

"Lasserbrig?" the man asks.

"Yes Adae?"

"What happened."

"You fell asleep."

The man looks down into his mug and frowns slightly to find it empty. "What time is
it?"

"Morning."

"Did the travelers ever show?"

"Not that I'm aware of," answers the innkeeper grinning.

"When did I fall asleep?"

"I was telling you a story." Lasserbrig answers.

"Oh, that explains..." but he stops. "Well, I should be getting back to the farm."

"On an empty stomach," the innkeeper asks with a smile.

The man stops again and rubs the sleep from his eyes. "That does sound foolish now
that you mention it," he smiles. The man looks at you and your breakfast. "Give me
what the gentleman down there is having if you have any to spare."

The innkeeper sighs and walks into the back.

End

From szullo@maill.mnsinc.com Wed Jul 10 10:21:28 1996
From: "Steve Zullo" <szullo@mnsinc.com>
To: Sam Spectre <spectre@access.digex.net>
Date: Wed, 10 Jul 1996 10:22:57 +0000
Subject: Re: Oth.

"Sir? Mr. Adae, you were waiting for someone?" Jak asks a bit curious, someone waiting for travelers might know a good many people and possibly someone that could help him.

From spectre@access.digex.net Wed Jul 10 21:12:44 1996
Date: Wed, 10 Jul 1996 21:12:42 ?

[The following was sent to me earlier... But if you two would just like to banter awhile (and keep me in the loop please, :?) then we can forget the staid formal turns until one or more leave the tavern. I'll be sure to butt in should anything important happen. ?
Dennis]

Jak. Seven.

[insert Leam's e-mail here]

"Sir? Mr. Adae, you were waiting for someone?" Jak asks a bit curious, someone waiting for travelers might know a good many people and possibly someone that could help him.

End
- D

From lhl@pgstumail.pg.cc.md.us Wed Jul 10 20:12:34 1996
Date: Wed, 10 Jul 1996 20:13:55 ?0400 (EDT)
From: Leam Hall <lhl@pgstumail.pg.cc.md.us>
To: Sam Spectre <spectre@access.digex.net>
Subject: Re: Oth.

Slowly, Adae wakes his body up, stretching, looking like an persons on definitely in need of something warm and stimulating to drink. As Lasserbrig brings the food out, Adae waits for his, and, face almost in the hot tea, inhales the warmth.

"That, dear friend, is tea. And a good wake up if ever there was." He sounds almost reverent. Eating slowly, enjoying the morning, Adae nods to any other patron that meets his gaze.

Afterwards; "well, I'm going to head home, my friend. If they pass through, send them up to the farm. Could you wrap me a small loaf for the trip? I need to go water the flowers and make sure everything works."

Smiling, Adae goes outside to relieve himself some where appropriate and private. And musing, pondering, thinking.

Planning the trip home, perhaps he should stop by and check on some recoveries? One or two there. And certainly something to thank Lasserbrig for his hospitality. Something nice. And any other oppertunities that seem likely. "Hmm....

he muses, I wonder about Daris hmmm mmmm

Returning inside for the bread, and saying his goodbyes to all and sundry, Adae heads roundabout fashion for home. (unless otherwise halted)

Sam:

Lounging, moving slowly. Hate these waking up in bars.. The next to last paragraph is the daily, comments? Adae is slow enough that someone could speak to him at most any time.

Leam. Hall
lhl@pgstumail.pg.cc.md.us

JAA14506; Thu, 11 Jul 1996 09:05:25 ?0400
Date: Thu, 11 Jul 1996 09:05:24 ?0400 (EDT)
From: Leam Hall <lhl@pgstumail.pg.cc.md.us>
To: Sam Spectre <spectre@access.digex.net>
cc: Steve Zullo <szullo@mnsinc.com>
Subject: Re: Oth.

...Why yes, I was. There were some travellers who were heading out this way, and since there aren't too many street signs I figured I'd try to meet them here."

His tall thinness is evident, and he dresses like most of the other farmers here.

"How can I help you?"

Leam Hall
lhl@pgstumail.pg.cc.md.us

From szullo@maill.mnsinc.com Wed Aug 7 16:01:52 1996
From: "Steve Zullo" <szullo@mnsinc.com>
To: spectre@access.digex.net
Date: Wed, 7 Aug 1996 16:03:44 +0000
Subject: Re: Oth.

Well, actually I need someone who could accompany me into the northwoods."

From spectre@access.digex.net Thu Aug 8 09:54:11 1996
Date: Thu, 8 Aug 1996 09:54:10 ?0400 (EDT)
From: Sam Spectre <spectre@access.digex.net>

"Sir? Mr. Adae, you were waiting for someone?" Jak asks a bit curious, someone waiting for travelers might know a good many people and possibly someone that could
help him.

"Why yes, I was. There were some travellers who were heading out this way, and since there aren't too many street signs I figured I'd try to meet them here."

His tall thinness is evident, and he dresses like most of the other farmers here.

"How can I help you?"

"Well, actually I need someone who could accompany me into the northwoods."

The man looks at you a second before answering. "Why would you want to go there?" he asks with an air of suspicion.

From szullo@maill.mnsinc.com Thu Aug 8 11:34:21 1996
From: "Steve Zullo" <szullo@mnsinc.com>
To: Sam Spectre <spectre@access.digex.net>
Date: Thu, 8 Aug 1996 11:36:09 +0000
Subject: Re: Oth.

"Well, I need to retrieve something that was hidden there long ago."

From spectre@access.digex.net Thu Aug 8 19:35:56 1996
Date: Thu, 8 Aug 1996 19:35:55 -0400 (EDT)
From: Sam Spectre <spectre@access.digex.net>

The man smiles, "Wonderful. Fact is, the people I've been waiting for all night might be heading in your direction, into the woods that is." He shrugs and looks around the tavern. "I haven't seen them of course, but that's no great surprise, there's many roads they could have come along."

"If you're interested," he adds looking at the spear propped against the far wall, "I'm sure they'd welcome some fighter support. We are talking about the Goblin Lands after all. And who knows, maybe they could help you find your 'something'."

From szullo@maill.mnsinc.com Fri Aug 9 09:35:31 1996
From: "Steve Zullo" <szullo@mnsinc.com>
To: Sam Spectre <spectre@access.digex.net>
Date: Fri, 9 Aug 1996 09:37:08 +0000

"This sounds very good, but how do we find these people if we don't know what road they are passing on? What do these people look like? How can I help you find them?"

From spectre@access.digex.net Fri Aug 9 13:19:14 1996
Date: Fri, 9 Aug 1996 13:19:13 -0400 (EDT)
From: Sam Spectre <spectre@access.digex.net>
Subject: Re: Oth. In?Reply?

The man smiles. "They're heading to the farm," he points over his shoulder. "Couple hills north of here. I thought I might be able to intercept them and show them the way, but either they're lost, or they found another way." Adae stands and straightens himself out. "I'll be heading there directly, unless you've got other places to be. You're welcome to come along. I've got to get back and check on my guest anyway."

From spectre@access.digex.net Sat Aug 10 07:53:45 1996
Date: Sat, 10 Aug 1996 07:53:44 -0400 (EDT)
From: Sam Spectre <spectre@access.digex.net>
To: Steve Zullo <szullo@mnsinc.com>
Subject: Re: Oth. In?

> Jak thinks, "Hmm... What about my job. Can I just leave, or do I
> need to inform someone? What about my family, shouldn't I tell them
> I'll be leaving for a while?"
> Jak asks, "When will these travellers be leaving for the North?"

"That's up to you. The group should be leaving in the next couple days. It's going to take at least that long to decide where exactly they're going and which is the best way to do it. If you'd like to meet us tomorrow or the day after, feel free to come and join. Just take the road out front north to Karet's Mill, turn right and you'll
come into a small square. Take the north road from there. It's smaller, wide enough for one wagon maybe. A trail leads left from the road to the farm at the Hanging Tree."



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