> This chapter was probably typed more slowly than any other, because of the
> trouble my arm is giving me. I hope I caught all the typos.
ouchie! Well get well soon!
> As Imoen would say, this is too darn creepy, Jarran thought. They had
> entered the ruins, and found the usual thugs inside the doorway. No
> surprises there. Orcs, hobgoblins, the usual humanoid trash that was
> easily hired and easily replaced.
good help is so hard to find. Bad help is easy to find and easily relpaced! 
)
> But exploding kobolds? Thank goodness they had been far enough away to
> miss the blast. One moment they had been shooting arrows at a group of
> kobolds and a rakshasa, and the next their opponents had been reduced to
> ashes.
Maybe the kobolds had one too many chilidogs? yeah I know that was terrible too. I applogise, it's late and I'm tired. )
> Then they had found a deep hole with a rumbling sound coming from the
> depths. Jan had leaned over a bit too far, and had dislodged a small
> stone, sending it plummeting into the darkness. They listened for a long,
> long time before they heard what sounded like an annoyed snort. They had
> all backed slowly from the pit, even Keldorn looking apprehensive.
*G* I always loved that in the game, I do it repeately, bury him with pebbles prehaps? *G*
> But Jarran hadn't had time to contemplate that for long, because misty,
> horrid creatures came out of the shadows, with claws that were sharp and
> cold. The mists had fallen before them, but at the touch of one, Jarran
> felt a coldness flow through his body. He felt older, stiffer, and the
> flail he carried seemed heavier. After the battle was over, he sagged to
> the floor, his energy fading fast.
Gah, the bane of my game playing I think I hate mists out of everything in the game.
> Jaheira bent over him, her face full of concern. "Jarran, are you all
> right?" She pulled up his face so that she could examine it.
*sings* love in in the air...*blinks* oh, sorry *not quite innocent grin*
> Anomen stomped over, a sour look on his face. "I have already
> restored Keldorn, druid , so I will do the same for Jarran. There is no
> sense in both of us suffering the spell's aftereffects."
I admit that Anomen ain't my favorite guy int the world, but his story is interesting at least.
> Having cleared the cavern of monsters, they gathered at a door that opened
> onto a staircase that led into the gloom below. Jarran looked around.
> "Everyone ready?" His inquiry was met with nods.
Well everyone but Anomen, yes. He don't count so lead on! *G*
> They slowly descended, listening for movement. They entered a small room
> with a door on the opposite wall. Jan looked closely, and said, "No
> traps on the floor... the walls! The walls have arrow slits!"
I hate that part, I really do..*grumbles to himself*
> They prepared themselves to continue on to the next room, when Keldorn
> said in a low voice to Anomen, "Young Anomen, it seems to me that you
> have been to long away from the fold. Perhaps this is a good time to
> continue your lessons."
Nice timing, knighty...*rolls eyes*
> Keldorn looked abashed. "Perhaps you are right. I should have been
> more discreet with my words."
gee ya think? For someone with 'true sight', he's pretty bloodly well blind!
> Jaheira's eyebrows rose. "You are afraid it will somehow curse
> me?"
Like no one should EVER, EVER say 'it can't get any worse.'
> Jarran felt himself blush. "I just don't want to lose anyone else.
> Especially not... one of my oldest friends."
*sings* love is in the air....*blinks again* I'll shut up now..
> Minsc chimed in, "Yes, and finding the little girl must come before
> all else! Minsc's boot itches with the desire to bury itself in the
> kidnapper's behind!"
hope he buys new boots afterward. *G* )
Overall and excellent story! keep it up! You and everyone else here inspired me to write to here and now you inspire me to keep writing! So if I can't stop writing neither can you! *Grins* But get that arm healed first!
- The Steel Dragon
(no he don't rust...)
