Date:         Mon, 26 Aug 1996 12:42:20 -0500
From: Travis Clark <myddrin@ICNET.NET>
Subject:      INT: The Overrealm: Hilt's City

        Reserved: Hilt, Kris, Mace, King Rudolf

        Hilt sat down in his "office," waiting for the daily reports.  His
scarred face spoke volumes.  He wasn't happy.  Of course,  no one has ever
seen him happy, so that isn't saying much.
        "Well."
        That one word said so much.  If the news wasn't to his liking, there
could be problems, big problems.  She looked over at Mace.  The giant man
was stone-faced as always.
        "Well," she said.  "Profits are down .2 percent.  That's from the
brothels.  Everything else is up 5 percent, including petty theft."
        She waited for the explosion.
        She was surprised when it didn't happen.
        "Talk to Balkor, tell him to curb his greed.  If it ever gets this
low again, it's his head."
        Kris gave her boss a long stare.
        "You okay, Hilt?"
        Hilt chuckled, a sound that even disturbed Mace.
        "Yeah, Kris.  Just feeling generous today.  Mace?"
        The big man snapped his attention back to his paperwork.  For the
size of him, most people would think he was an idiot.  He was sharper than a
dagger, though, and kept the books for Hilt.
        "We do have a problem, Hilt."
        Hilt waited.
        "It seems, um, someone has thrifted several cases of rifles from the
Royal armory."
        Now, Hilt exploded.
        "What? When did this happen?  Who did it?"
        "This morning around three o'clock, and it seems that it deals with
the fire cult."
        Hilt was out of his chair and on his way to the door.
        "Where ya' going, Boss?"
        Hilt turned around.
        "Mace, find out where they keep it.  Kris, get the usual suspects
together.  It's time we take a little venture.  And I'm going to see my
brother and my neice."
        With that he smiled and walked out the door.


        Travis Clark
        myddrin@icnet.net
        TClark@journalrecord.com
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        "Oh Dear, It looks like reality's gone on the blink again"
                                -Marvin the Paranoid Android