From: slg7m@cc.usu.edu Date: 15 Sep 92 14:21:01 MDT Newsgroups: alt.pub.dragons-inn Subject: alt.pub.dragons-inn In article <1992Sep14.013729.16125@kakwa.ucs.ualberta.ca>, aaron@space.ualberta.ca (Aaron Humphrey) writes: > They were given a few beds for the afternoon and Maleiu carried Kron up to one > of them, taking off his boots and weapons and tucking him away snugly. Then he > went back downstairs to join the others, who had already started wolfing down > food. He soon caught up to them, though. > > When they were finished, they all felt better. "I should go check on Kron," > Azzar said, after they had sat feeling replete for a few minutes. She went > upstairs to his room... > Azzar quietly opened the door a crack to see how Kron was doing. Inside, Kron was thrashng around in what appeared to be a deep sleep. The bed clothes were all twisted up and half on the floor. He was drenched in sweat, moaning. She crept closer and put her hand on his head. He did not appear to be burning up with fever. She breathed a small sigh of relief; Kron was fit for a man of his age, but he probably overdid it, makng him quite suceptible to illness. She couldn't quite understand what he was muttering. When suddenly, Kron's eyes popped open and he yelled, "Cheyenne! Gods, you're my sister! Cheyenne, I...NO! Ah! ARH..ARGH-AU-AU-OU-AOUUUUUUU!!!!!!" Kron suddenly grabbed Azzar, screamed, and fell back to the bed, limp. She shook him, trying to rouse him, but he appeard to be back in a deep though troubled sleep. Was it just a nightmare? She didn't understand dealings with the mind too well and she couldn't wake him. She exited Kron's room and went back downstairs where the other KronQuestors were still gathered. "Kron is sleeping, though he seems to be having nightmares about Cheyenne. I tried to wake him, but I couldn't. There's something about the way he looks, I don't think this should continue. I've seen people with high fevers raving, but this is worse. ," she reports , worry in her eyes. ------------ Lady Azzar of Bloodstone