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=	[Dragon] 1.06 - The Black Boot Inn - Morning			=
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The headache was a pain and Tawas didn't enjoy it!  It was an early
morning, nobody was around the beach except some fishermen.  They were
fixing the net.  As he headed to the hotel, he felt that someone
was following him.  Tawas turned back and he saw nobody.  He thought:
my headache must be causing me to overreact.  I really need some sleep.

Choosing the quickest path back to the Inn, Prytz darted in and out of
the back alleys of Pas du Mer.  He was feeling good, refreshed, despite
his slip of falling asleep on the beach while watching the drow.  He had
only to meditate, focus in on Tawas's breathing patterns, to awaken and
leave undetected, but for reasons unbeknownst to him, he had fallen
asleep.  This was something that simply doesn't happen with a trained
psionist; perhaps the same spell that had overcome the drow had affected
him.  Yes, that had to be it, he thought.  There was no other
explaination.  The thought of that disturbed him more, however, for how
could he have been detected?!  He had pulled out all of his stealth
tricks: camouflage, lowered body temperature, his natural wolf form...How
could she have know I was there?!  Could it have been an area spell?

The back of the inn was in sight.  Prytzouth ducked into a  dark corner -
which are hard to find this time of morning - and  concentrated on his
human form, calling on his attire as he did so.  His sword appeared in
his waiting hand - a precaution he had learned early in his travels, to
always be prepared - which he sheathed on his back.  He stepped out from
the shadows and walked to the window of his room, open from last night,
and peered in.  Remembering he had turned down and messed up the bed
covers, he searched to see if any of his companions had decided to check
in on him this morning and hoping no one had decided to check in on him
last night.

Unsure whether his cover was blown or not, Prytzouth decided to postpone 
his entrance until after the drow arrived.  As he contemplated what he 
would do in the mean time, Prytz realized he was terribly hungry and 
looked to the nearby forest.  The need to wait for the drow was 
important, but the urge to hunt seemed paramount.  Prytz felt a deep 
growl creep into his throat; he grinned and ducked into the nearest shadow...

Tawas quickly went back to the hotel.  He opened the front door of the inn and
saw the innkeepers cleaning the tables.  Tawas assumed that his
companion were still sleeping, and didn't want to wake them up.  So he
decided to order a room for himself.  The innkeeper showed him his room
after Tawas had paid the fee.

The innkeeper suggested  Tawas to order some breakfast but Tawas was
 not hungry, instead  he was tired and his headache had troubled his
health!  He wanted to get some rest before they woke up! He fell asleep
shortly.

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"Tawas, are you coming?"

Tawas had heard the voices before, but he could not remember it.  He looked
around the area.  It was filled with trees...  a forrest which
Tawas seemed to remember.  Tawas thought: I know this place but...
this place brought me something special when I... was a kid.

Tawas looked more carefully. On one tree he saw some writing. He then saw
a little elf approaching.  He recognized the little elf. He thought: this
is me, now I remember, I grew up this area.  It was a wonderful childhood
until that day....

He saw another little elf standing beside a tree. She waved her
hand to the first little elf.  She said, "Tawas, I thought that you would
never come."

The small Tawas approached and he smiled. It was a smile that Tawas had
long forgotten.  The smile was warm for those were the days when life was
still wonderful.

The small Tawas said, "I told you that I would come whenever you need me.
So what's the problem."

The girl elf sighed, "My family wants to move.  I don't know why but I
have to go with them."

The small Tawas was shocked and he said, "What are you talking about?
How..."

THe small elf, interrupting him, said, "It was a family decision.
Farewell, Tawas. This is our last meeting...."

The small Tawas was angry and he said, "NO, this won't be our last
meeting.  We will meet again."

Her looks inquired about Tawas's words.  She said, "Are you sure?"

Tawas was determined to keep his words. He took a small medallion from
his pocket.  In his dream the older Tawas looked at this metallion with
amazement. It was the medallion which the stranger had given to him.

The small Tawas gave the small metallion to the elf.  He smiled with
bitterness, "This medallion belongs to my family.  Now, you will have it.
If we meet again in the future, you can show this medallion to me.  This
medallion will remind me of today's meeting.  Farewell... we will meet again."

She cried and she ran away. Tawas watched her leave and sat on a smooth rock.