Date: Sun, 23 Aug 1998 15:24:01 -1000
Subject: [ffml] Re: [MW] It Gets Worse....

From: LeeJoeMc@aol.com

In a message dated 98-08-23 17:33:06 EDT, you write:

<<	And, as the night progressed, the moogles would launch their raids against the human 
defenders. Each had to be fended off, for not doing so would invite a breach of the walls. 
These assaults kept the humans awake during the day and on edge. Though they were 
comfortable in their fortress, they were ever not permitted to sleep and this was having 
it's toll on the human troops and Lance Henriksen clones.
"If anything, it makes the Henriksens look more fierce," said Bacca to the heroes one 
day. >>

During the night, A quiet person approached Kaitllin's room.  With a quiet knock to 
announce his presence, he entered.

Lorinan:  "Druidess, I need your help."

Kait:  "Okay, What is it Lorinan?  What couldn't wait till morning."

Lor:  "It's the elfstones.  My stones have revealed the presence of an assassin.  I don't 
know who, But I sense death in the fortress soon.  I need your help.  I have sensed from 
the Lady of the Word, that you are to help me.

Soon, she will require your services, not as a knight, but an aid to a knight. I don't 
understand, but I need to know that you'll be there when I need you, as I'm the only knight 
here...."

Kait:  "Lorinan, that's something that requires a lot of thought.  I'll have to think about 
it.  I'll tell you in a few days."

ooc:  Shadow, Now's the time to write it...