Subj : Peace] repost move 6B 3/3
To   : All
From : mbottorff@sprintmail.com
Date : Sun Mar 04 2001 12:01 pm

From: mbottorff@sprintmail.com (Michelle & Boyd Bottorff)
Subject: Peace] repost move 6B 3/3
Organization: =?ISO-8859-1?Q?=97?=



You observe the routine of the camp as night approaches.  There appear
to be three main subordinates to the king, one of which is the man who
did the searching of you at the road.  Food is some sort of vegtable
concoction, actually not bad.  Most of the people in the camp avoid you.

Toward dusk, the guards take the Earl of Sniegrass's trumpet.  "His
majesty says that it will be ransomed with you."

At nighttime, you're bound hand and foot, with apologies from the king.
"Rest assured, I will make it up to you after I've regained my throne.
Possibly a duchy, if you're cooperative enough."

And after nightfall, you're awakened by someone.  He wakens each person
one at a time, holding his hand over your mouth and shaking you awake.
Once awake, he cuts the ropes holding your wrists and ankle.  He says
"My name is Lyfun Kanin.  I'm a friend.  We have to get you all out of
here before Liance finds out that you're more than simple nobles.  Your
weapons are over there"-- he points to a tent-- "and your horses are
behind there.  If you don't need your weapons, we should skip them,
since there are people sleeping in that tent.  The king has your scroll
and the king's letters, so I don't think we can get those, either."

You notice the guards near you appear to be sleeping.


    [=]
  **   *
 *      *
*   X    #
*       * 
 *     *
  ** **
    *



Key:

*   Tent
#   Tent with weapons
[=] Wagon
X   Fire, where you are.

The tent circle is approximately thirty feet across.  On all sides of it
are trees.  The horses are behind the wagon.

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