Alternate Realities

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Date: Mon, 23 Oct 1989 19:45:32 +0000

*Move From Hachiro (#5)*
 (in reference to the Black Portal)
   Hm, one who is sure of himself? Well, I do fit that category well
 dont think I really should spread myself that thin.  I mean, how
many worlds am I supposed to save...?  I'll just stay here for now.
"Janus, could you please bring me a cup of cha and some Sushi please?
I'll be in the Guild Room..."
     I walk in to the Fighters Guild room and look around, getting the
feel for the room.  If there is a table within it...Then I will go and
sit down at a chair towards the head of table that watches the door.
I will then Munch on whatever Janus brings...
From: jefyoung@pawl.rpi.edu (Jeffrey Young)
Path: jefyoung

*DESCRIPTION*
  The Guild Room is a 40'x40' room which seems to not have been used
for some time.  A good quarter-inch of dust covers the large round
table in the center of the room..Oddly enough, the table seems to have
only one chair at it.  The peculiarity is explained better when Viento
walks into the room, and a second chair (this one with gold trim) appears.
Both are of a beautiful looking red velvet, and seem to be perfectly
sized to the person who walked in the door when it appeared.  The one
chair that appeared when Hachiro walked in is carved wood, and the
armrests depict dragons in flight (the wood is stained gold.)
The table sits in the northeast corner of the room (the door is in the
northwest corner.  The south half of the room's floor is covered with heavy
padding and wooden weapons hang the walls and are mounted on racks.  Other
floor racks hold practice suits of armor (padded, mostly.)
Haciro and Viento look at each other, smile, and take their seats at the
table.  Janus comes in a second later (the pair note that a chair does
NOT appear for the barkeep) with Hachiro's order and a small platter of
cold cuts and a mug of dark beer for Viento.  Janus grins as he puts
the box-like wooden Japanese tray down in front of the Samurai, rummagging
in the pocket of his apron.  "I suppose you want a pair of cha-sticks
with your cha?" ,he chuckles, as he hands the eating implements to the
Adventurer.
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Swifteagle remains in the common room, slowly eating a plate of
roast mutton and sipping from a tankard of hard cider.  He watches
the little Kender with stern eyes.
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*Move From Serroli(#27)*
 (Serroli the Dwarf enters the Guild Room , and an ironwood chair (very
sturdy-looking, with runes inscribed) appears for him.)
  To Viento:
    "Greetings, noble sir.  As you seem to be the keyholder to the
   Fighter's Guild, I would ask for a chance to spar and generally
   work out here."

(I assume that Viento agrees)

"Also, is there any extra metal in or around the Flying Fox, and
   if there is a place to make armor and weapons?   I need something to
   do to pass time here while I adventure in Xanadu.  Being the keyholder,
   you might know something about acquiring weapons and armor."

The dwarf wears partial plate, rather unfinished, and has a
   impressive-looking warhammer slung at his waist.
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--
"You are blue, Unicorn.. the Blue of clear, cloudless days where
everything seems like it's going right and nothing could go wrong..
and the Blue of despair and lonliness."
                                       jefyoung@pawl.rpi.edu

References

Alternate Realities, Portal Xanadu
rip1@tank.uchicago.edu (The Armchair Ninja)
Wed, 11 Oct 1989 19:25:42 +0000

Referenced By

Alternate Realities, Portal Xanadu
rip1@tank.uchicago.edu (The Armchair Ninja)
Wed, 11 Oct 1989 19:25:42 +0000