From: rigler@galileo.ifa.hawaii.edu (Somme Mersault)
Date: Wed, 5 Aug 1992 08:16:15 GMT
Newsgroups: alt.pub.dragons-inn
Subject: [KQ] Thk [Dragon's Inn]: Responds to Colin's suggestion

HIGH NOON AT THE DRAGON'S INN, 
THE "KRON QUESTORS" SIT IN CONFERENCE:

Colin Speaks:
>  "I do not like the front way.  It is a deathtrap, as you say.  It may be that
>our firepower, speed and skill might make up for more than mere numbers--but
>one slip and all is lost."

The lizard-man Thk's eyes narrow as Colin speaks.  He has been brooding on
this very subject...
 
The Katana-Master continues:
>  He thinks for a moment. "We must avoid the obvious.  Battles are won by
>striking your foe where he is weakest but you are strongest.  The scum here
>have rendered the only way in we know of nigh-impregnable.  Even in breaking,
>through, we will have alerted them and they will know where we are."

Thk nods in approval.  "Yessssss..."

>  The Ranger gestures at the rough sketch of the building.  "But they have 
>trusted too much to walls to protect their flanks.  Were we to break through
>the ceiling, or the cellar, or the sides, they would be surprised.  Their
>plans would be confounded and their best traps avoided.  We would possess the
>initiative.  It places us in unknown territory, but we will still have a plan,
>while their's will have scattered to the winds."
>
>  He looks up at the company. "I say we go through the very walls!"

Thk slams his newly regenerated left fist on the table, upsetting the 
crockery!

"It isss brilliant, Colin!  I ssshould have thought of it myssself!"

When the various pieces of crockery have been righted, the lizard man
adds, "Thissss morning I prayed.  The Minionsss of the Ssea God granted
my prayersss and besstowed much power upon me, their humble inssstrument"
[ADMIN: humble yeah right]  The lizard man holds up his hands, palms facing
outwards.  "I can transssmute a volume of sstonework to mud.  We have but
to locate a sssuitably thin sssection of the outer wall, and I can make 
a door-sized hole..."  He turns his gaze to the blueprints.

[ADMIN:  Well, why not?  (Good idea Jim!)  Okay, I'll be away on a trip 
and unable to read/post Fri-Sat-Sun-Mon.  Feel free to have Thk use this 
spell while I'm gone, if necessary.  He used it once in that alleyway
to escape the City Guards and wolfhounds -- stone and water are the mat-
erial components...]

--
Rigler
          "How I'm tortured by my creative demons, how, having hit bottom,
   I wallow in the backwash of my existence.  She'll be sorry she left me."