An Aesthetic shows you to a small reading room.

Stories of Ansalon from the view of Flubig.

A little gully dwarf runs by and says 'Wordwrap Off 65 80.'
The gully continues 'Eyes hurt? Turn Color OFF!! (regular story dates)

Astinus says 'Enter the main library here to view only the author list.'
Astinus gently places a miniscule pocket book on the table in front of you.
You note the spine bears the word 'Flubig' scribed in dark red ink.

Author:  Flubig
Date    Sat Jan 24 19:52:58 2003


SubjectAn anguished one, fallen to many 'honorable' foes.




The captain of this fine ferry is waiting for you to say the city name.

Flubig looked around and giggled.
'Oooh, what that?' he said, pointing at the long oar the man used to
propell the craft. 
'Don't touch that you infernal gully dwarf!' the ferry master barked at
the little creature, 'You'll toss us all into the drink!'

'Okey dokey, gully no touch' giggled the hapless little dwarf.
'Ooh lookey!' Flubig chortled with glee as he peered into the waters below.
'Gully see BIG fishies, theres one and one and .... one and one and...'
quickly becoming confused at more than two, Flubig placed his pour
aching head into his hands and thought about some nice cool mud.

With the gully in a mental stupor he failed to notice the rift in space
opening behind the ferry master, or the dreadful countenances of the
terrifying men who stepped into his immediate domain.

The first to step through was non other than the very leader of the
Queens armies, the Dark Warrior Konan, it was well that the hapless
gully didn't notice him, or he might have lost control of his
facilities.

Following closely behind the Queen's general came Leften, a commander of
the alternate armies referred to as the MOD squad, well, perhaps the
Moocows of Doom? I digress, for immediately behind Leften flopped a
massive Thanoi, the dreaded cleric Larukon, for it must have been he who
split the space to carry the combatants to this miniscule target.

Leften uttered a single word 'Konan', at which the Queen's General
launched a vicious attack without a single word to his opponent, no
salute, no acknowledgement, just blow after blow of his vicious lance.

Gasping with shock, Flubig brought two daggers quickly to his foes,
dodging and darting like only a small acrobat may do. A quick jab there
and slash here...

THE PAIN!!! The Master of Dummies (as Flubig now thought of his
opponent) leader known as Leften stabbed thw poor gully in the back! In
his attention to the massive general, Flubig had completely forgotten
his accomplices!

A small pile of dust, 'THAT work!' Flubig thought with glee as he kicked
it to the face of Konan with a chortle. 'Ooh, that no work!' he sighed,
but learned from his mistake.

The huge Thanoi called Larukon uttered some strange word.'noselacri'

For a moment, this gave Flubig pause... 'What nose lacker??' But then his
pause became fury as he began to see red.

'GULLY THUMP!!!' he screamed as he began to leap into action. Then the
world went dark, the Man of Dillpickles general Leften had just kicked
dirt into the little creature's eyes!!

'Ack, ooof, ouchies! No stomp gully, gully sorry!' he cried as he began
to wonder why the vicious attack was even happening.

As the world went dark he finally whispered the response to the
ferryman's question.... 'pppalanthas...'

OOC: Got gangbanged by the honorable KoT and a Dark HO leader on the ferry.
Gully thought KoT, special lee damned LEADER of KoT, have honor,
honorable combat? Gully guess that moocow have honor when suit moocow.
Gully learn though, no sit in one spot when him not in home, them fight
more like old Dragonpeoples, gully think Ariakan spin in him grave.

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