From: HADCRJAM@admin.uh.edu (MILLER, JIMMY A.)
Date: Fri, 7 Aug 1992 17:17:28 GMT
Newsgroups: alt.pub.dragons-inn
Subject: [KQ] Colin [Warehouse]: Of dyes and men

In <1992Aug7.163653.29066@kakwa.ucs.ualberta.ca> aaron@space.ualberta.ca writes:

> Maleiu was more interested in where the guard had passed through the ledge.
> Sure enough, just past the halfway point of the room the ledge seemed to
> disappear.  No, it didn't disappear.  It turned right instead.  He looked at
> Captain, who was sitting cross-legged, examining his left boot, the toe of
> which was eaten away.  "Let's go," he said.  Captain got up and gasped as
> Maleiu stepped off the path into apparent nothingness.  Maleiu's eyes were
> closed, and he didn't know that he was walking on nothingness.  He walked,
> arms out to balance himself, until he heard the echo of the wall get closer.
> Then he put his arms out to examine the wall before him.  A simple door, no
> apparent tricks, opening inward.  He turned back to the companions.  "Well?
> What are you waiting for?"
> 
> Captain spoke up more sensibly.  "Does anyone have a means of marking the
> invisible path?"

  Up to this point, Colin had almost been enjoying himself.  His plan seemed
to have at least allowed surprise and avoiding some traps, but things looked
like they were about to break down.  Still, he had to soldier on--they were
still ahead of schedule.  He muttered to himself as he probed in a small 
satchel...

  "Why do I always get involved in these damn buildings?  I'm a ranger.  I
should be out in the woods looking for rope snares and leaf-covered pits.  All
these trapdoors and acid baths aren't my area of expertise..."

  Then he finds what he was looking for, a small ceramic bulb.  With a flick
of his wrist, he sends it arcing through the air towards where Maleiu had
seemingly strode across thin air.  With a sharp crack, it smacked into nothing-
ness, scattering a bright yellow dye along the real path of the beam.

  Captain blinked and hurried across, and Malieu tossed the rope back to Colin,
so the remaining questors could make their dash across before more spearmen
appeared.

semper fi,

Jammer Jim Miller 
Texas A&M University '89 and '91
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