================================================================================ [DRAGON] - Scene 12 - SHOPPING TOGETHER... ================================================================================ The afternoon was calm enough to walk in the fresh breeze of the near sea calmly and slowly. Adain was telling to Melmar a story about how the elves made their famous yellow wine while their both headed to the shops of the alchemists after visited the patron of the boat and arranged the price of the sea trip. Finally, they arrived to a house of nearly broken ceiling and muddy look who beared in its front a wooden signal who prclamed to the entire world in golden (Well, something like brownish gold) words "DEMICO - POTIONS - ALCHEMIST" Adain looked to Melmar, who had a grin of disgust in his face and said "Well, yes, Melmar, my friend, the look of the house isn't as good as the mine but, I promise you, its quality is beyond any dude. A friend of mine, Flint, told me about Demico the alchemist and he said that he is the best in this whole town, so let's enter and see". And, with a wave of his hand, he opened the door... A foul smell started to cover the entire street and a deep voice said from the inside "CLOSE THAT DAMNED DOOR INMEDIATELY, YOU BLEEDING FOOL!!!" and, suddenly they both hearded the sound of something like boiling water... except that the water doesn't have the smell of pure alcohol.... The 'Alchemist' continued, "Do you have ANY idea what wind could do to this project? you could get us all killed!" Meanwhile Demico [admin - I'm assuming that's who it is] was gesticulating madly with both arms. One got a little too wild and barely nicked the edge of a bottle standing on a nearby rack. The bottle teetered on the edge of the rack as Demico turned to see what he had brushed against. As he saw the bottle fall to the stone floor, his face registered horror and fear. He barely managed to keep the glass from crushing itself on the floor. Demico stood slowly and placed the bottle back on the rack. "What do you want?" He growled, "I have to get back to my work soon. The recipe is higly unstable at this time, and if I don't watch over it, it could explode." Melmar replied, "My associate and I are among a group of adventurers heading to Dragon's Isle. We have no cleric, and therefore I would like to purchase a few healing potions from you. Do you have any?" Demico went into the back room and returned within minutes carrying a triad of steel flasks. "Now these I made myself," he said. "For them I can give you as much of a guarantee as any Alchemist in the city possibly can." Melmar paid for the lot of them and he and Adain walked out the door. About 10 feet away from the store, he turned around and said "Hey Demico, what's this..." and was cut short by a loud explosion which blew out the windows of the shop and started toward the door. Before he took two steps, though the door slammed open and a lightly cooked Demico came out. Surprisingly enough, he had a HUGE grin on his face and was dancing. "Ha, ha!" he shouted, "It worked! They said my research wouldn't come to anything, but I have finally taken power from the mages!" He continued to dance and gambol and laugh. Adain looked to Melmar who was showing a terrified expression in his face and started to talk to Demico in the same way that people use to talk to someone who has a bomb in one hand and a lighter in the other, that is, calmy, slowly... "Yeeees, goood Demico, veeery niice, nooow, caaaan youuu PLEEEAAASEEE puuuut thaaaat viiiaaal dooown?". Demico looked to both and with a short laugh, he pointed at the elf, terrified to the very bone and said "What d'you think that I'm an old man who barely can put on his trousers every morning?" he started to kiss the huge vial as the Melmar said softly "You can bet that!". Suddenly, Adain got furious <=This situation is ridiculous=> he murmured as he added "Oh, Flint, my friend, next time I see you I'm going to thank your your reccomendation a lot. NOW old man, give me that vial and stay quiet!". Demicus looked to him and, with a grin of fury he said "Oh, of course, pointed-eared stupid; TAKE THAT! ;-)" And he threw the vial at Adain's chest. This caught Adain nearly by surprise, with an incredible quick wave of his hand he managed to impede its progress so that it crashed into his body, but the gloves that Adain wore couldn't catch the glass well and the vial fell to the floor....... As Melmar and Demicus threw themselves to the ground..... .......and crashed into it, but, then, as Adain was thinking how will Heaven look, nothing happened. Demicus stood up and, with a grin of disgust in his face he said "Damn, it was too good to be true, well, anyway. What potions did you say you want?" Melmar stepped forward, seething. "Demico, I have what I came for. But hear me now - you have tried to kill a friend. That will NOT be tolerated. Since you have done me a great service already, it will be forgiven. This time, and this time only. The next time you so much as try to harm any of my friends, I will hunt you like I hunt a killer wolf - without mercy." he said, his voice as cold as the icey mountains whence he came. He gave Adain a curt nod and they walked off together, Melmar's question forgotten... -=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=- = [Dragon] Volume 01 Scene 12 Copyright (c) 30 April, 1996 = -=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=- = Adain -- The Cheshire Cat -- cat@adi.uam.es = = Thanin -- Darren Robinson -- drobin02@uoguelph.ca = = Brianna -- Ann Straut-Esden -- Tammarion@aol.com = = Thwuck -- Mark Vanhommerig -- mvan@win.tue.nl = = Melmar -- Andrew of Scarborough -- AStoner@MAIL.WESLEYAN.EDU = = Prytzouth -- Chad C. Walstrom -- cwalstro@d.umn.edu = -=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-