Wednesday 26Apr89 From Referee Wandering around the gate, Aifam Wolfe absent mindedly tosses a double edged dagger from hand to hand, then in a flash impales a falling leaf to the tree trunk it had been wafting down next to. As he makes his way to the tree three figures step out from some shadows of a storage bin. Aifam pays them no mind and makes his way towards his dagger. Before he gets to it, though, one of the seedy looking figures yanks it from the tree and looks at it in a disgusted way. "Whats you, a scrawny goblin lover gots any business wit' a dagger like this?" Aifam is surprised at the obvious stupidity of this man. He replies, "Sir, if you would unhand my dagger I'll be sure to leave you without any bruises whatsoever, and you will be able to rest easy knowing that I have spared your miserable life." The seedy man's two companions laugh like heyenas in heat and each pull out daggers of their own. One says, "You'se had a nice dagger, mate, and you'se going to give us your other daggers, eh? One can always use a good dagger, right mate?" Aifam seems stunned, and hurt, by these ruffians obvious lack of refined behavior. "Sirs," he says, "I really must be getting along now, so if you'll be so kind as to let me have my dagger back, I would be on my way." The man holding his dagger looks at his companions who both nod their heads. He says, "Well, if you REALLY want your dagger back..." and with that he lets fly the dagger in a blinding flash. Aifam twitches a bit as the dagger flies past him and quickly snares it in a viper like motion of his arm. "Why, thank you. It was so kind of you to so swiftly hand me my dagger back, so, now I'll be going. Good day men." As Aifam turns to leave he does not fail to notice the anger rising in the men, and neither does he fail to notice them switching their holds on the daggers, from fighting to throwing. The two other men, as one, bring their arms back in a blink of an eye to throw their daggers, undoubtedly to cause some sort of breathing restriction in Aifam's body, and suddenly scream in pain as Aifam had suddenly turned and flicked his hands where two throwing darts had been concealed in his sleeves. The darts imbedded themselves messily into the two ruffians wrists, causing them both to drop their daggers. Their leader, now moved to the side of the shed as if trying to escape, suddenly screams also because in another smooth motion Aifam had let fly six daggers, neatly pinning the leader's shirt to the side of the building, holding him in place quite nicely. Shaking his head Aifam says, "I'm terribly sorry to have ruined your shirt, but I must insist that you restrain such hostile actions towards your fellow city folk. Now, I haven't had good target practice in a long time, so..." in a flash there is another dagger pinning the man's leather shirt to the wall. "Ah, much better. But, I have not done any practice with a blind fold for much too long. Sir, would you mind whistling a tune that I can hear so I may throw accurately? I will try to pin... pin the edge of your belt to the wall." The man wildly looks down at his belt which is hanging about an inch below his groin area. He suddenly gets a terrified look on his face as Aifam begins putting a blind fold on. The man twitches, tries to escape but cannot, and finally screams, "Wait! Wait! I'll give you anything! Please don't throw that dagger!" Aifam turns as if to listen and says, "What's that? I can't hear you... this darn blind fold is covering my ears, too..." The man beings slowly to panic as his eyes bulge in different sizes and such. Then the man seems to get an idea and yells, "Money!! I have money!!" Afiam stops his practice throw and cocks his head to one side. "Did you say money, my good man?" The man nods feverishly as Aifam takes his blind fold off. Aifam smiles and says,"Well, why didn't you say so before? Give it all to me or I will not hesitate to take a wild throw in your direction." The man whimpers and points to a small bag lying in the grass. Aifam gets it, opens it, and whistles silently to himself. "There must be 5000 in gold worth of mithril here... " Smiling, Aifam retrieves his darts from the two fallen and bleeding men, which causes them to scream loudly (they do not move, however...) and then pulls his daggers free of the man's shirt, and then turns and walks down the gate, absent mindedly tossing a dagger from hand to hand, periodically impaling a leaf to a tree... Tuesday 06Jun89 From Referee A little while later, Graven Threndore and Garen are talking of society and it's role to protect lower aquatic life forms, when all of a sudden a small dragon lizard runs from a newly dug hole towards those same children. They scream in terror for small dragon lizards are known to eat small children. Graven Threndore says, "Gosh, will ya lookit that?" and quickly runs towards the children, getting there before the monster, and prepares to defend them. Garen watches and fits an arrow into the longbow he had also been discussing with Graven, takes careful aim, and let's a shaft fly. True to it's mark, the shaft impales the creature through the eye, and it dies about five feet from the form of Graven. Garen and Graven walk to the creature's body and look in amazement as it dissolves into platinum. When they finish dividing up the platinum they have both come out 5000 gold pieces richer. Tuesday 06Jun89 From Referee The head of the Town Watch, Croaker, walks into the area to see what has happened, for reports had come in that something took place. He pauses over the body of the barbarian, shakes his head, and looks at the decimated carcass of the dragon lizard, and looks at the terrified children who are much to stunned to do much of anything. He sighs, and mutters, "Never get to do anything exciting.." He gathers the children up and takes them to their home. The master of the home was so happy that he insisted Croaker take a gift of 2500 gold pieces, which Croaker eventually accepts.