From: aaron@space.ualberta.ca (Aaron Humphrey)
Date: Fri, 31 Jul 1992 16:24:19 GMT
Newsgroups: alt.pub.dragons-inn
Subject: [KQ] Maleiu[Inn]: Good Morning, Good Morning

Maleiu awoke after a few hours of sleep, on the floor.  His muscles were
slightly stiff, after the previous day's workout--in particular, his neck
was sore from the treatment Thrugg had given it.  He stood up and did a few
stretches, as much as was possible in the cramped room, and some isometrics.
He'd have to go outside for more than that, but it would do for a start.  Some
food would not be amiss either.

He went downstairs, noting that the sun came in strongly through the eastern
windows.  Probably about two hours after dawn, then.  Serene smiled at him and
brought him his breakfast--he'd ordered the same thing for the past four days,
and she didn't even have to ask any more--fried ham and potatoes(one of the
better things the priests of Ilmater had brought to the Savannah), goat's milk,
pancakes with syrup, and scrambled eggs.  In prodigious quantities.  Serene
had marveled at his appetite the first day, but did no more than smile and
shake her head this time.

There were few others around in the Inn, and none that he recognized yet...
When he finished his meal, he went out back to do some stretches and exercises,
until he felt limber and ready for another day of heavy exertion.  Then he sat
in the Inn and waited for the rest of the layabouts to emerge...

--
---Alfvaen(a.k.a. Aaron V. Humphrey, Page of Newts)
Canadian Network For Space Research, Edmonton, Alberta, Canada
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