From: Gryphon (gryphon4101_at_attbi.com)
Date: Thu Apr 03 2003 - 15:57:31 BST
----- Original Message -----
From: "John Constable" <john_at_kript.net>
To: "Doug Ward" <gryphon4101_at_attbi.com>
Cc: <earthdawn_at_teaparty.net>
Sent: Thursday, April 03, 2003 3:29 AM
Subject: Re: Earthdawn PBeM BN 2.0 Traitors within?
> On Wed, 2 Apr 2003, Doug Ward wrote:
>
> > <Captive> "I...I don't know anything. I can't remember anything at all
> > other than wandering and then being captured by these orks. They gave
me
> > enough food and water to live on...but my memory..." The captive looks
down
> > and to the side as he shakes his head, trying again to remember
> > something...anything. He looks back at the man asking him the
questions, "I
> > do know my way with the sword, I think... It does feel like I could use
it
> > or defend myself if needs be. I don't remember ever using it. But I
feel
> > that it is familiar to me... None of this makes sense, does it?"
>
> Pean frowns at this, and takes a moment to examine the man's head for
> signs of trauma. "I have heard of magics that could do this, but for a
> simple theft? It seems unlikely - unless there is more to this than meets
> the eye.. What should we call you, Man? I am Pean, the dwarf Kaleb, and
> our martial colleage Shalandra"
The captive is taken back by the question as to what to call him, "I...I
don't know," he looks down as if to think, "I can't think of what to have
anyone, let alone myself, call me. Ever since getting captured by the orks
I've been trying to think, smell, look, or hear anything that might spark
something...anything to my memory. I think it would be best suited for
someone else to give me a name for the time being. Until then..." he
pauses, again, seeming to think, waiting...hoping...for something, anything,
to spark.
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