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Message no. 1
From: Role Playing Manager <moria@*****.FR>
Subject: Message to Sun.
Date: Fri, 15 Oct 1993 08:14:55 GMT
>>>>>[ Sorry to have make you waiting. Yes, there's something bizarre in
this
shadow. Moreover, we are only two, which means the Johnsons think we are able
to handle that. I've tried this last 2 days to learn some infos about Mt
Rainier and this spellcaster, but you know, elves ( especially mages ) are
really mysterious. So I've only geographical informations. Seems there's
nothing valuable there.
I'm sure you've seen the message from Mr & Ms Johnson. I agree with you
that there is something odd. Why does this mage come now to Seattle? ]<<<<<
-- Nightwolf ( 08:18:01 / 10-15-94 )
Message no. 2
From: Role Playing Manager <moria@*****.EERIE.FR>
Subject: Message to Sun.
Date: Wed, 20 Oct 1993 18:18:20 GMT
>>>>>[ Hi Sun.
I'm sorry for my lack of answering for this last few days. I've had some
problems with old pals and I've changed my address, but these guys are history
now. Nonetheless it seems that things had changed during my absence. I've read
your last messages and I agree with your actions. The informations collected
on Mr & Ms Jonhson are really interesting.

So let's come to my actions for the last days. On the 17th of october,
Ms Jonhson told us where the target was going. Because I was not able to
contact you, I decided to send one of my good chummers on his track. His name
won't help you, but I can tell you he's a real damn good specialist. With the
help of his skills, he had found his name ( we also know it now). He phoned me
last night from Denver. I've recorded the call, and I think you must listen
it:

***** Include VOCAL Recording *****

- Mike, It's me ,*BEEP*. Are you alone ?

- Yeah, you can talk, nobody is here. Have you check the line?

- Wait a minute. < 5 seconds blank >. Ok, there's nobody. I'm in Denver . I've
followed your target. He'd stopped in the Black Boar Hotel for the night.
There's somethin' I donna like in this guy, but you paid me for the job, so...
I followed him today to a bar in downtown Denver. Inside he'd met another guy,
in a black longcoat, black hat, and he was keeping his face invisible, in the
dark.

- Have you seen something !!?

- I've tried to listen to their discussion, but they were not speaking. They
only drunk their drinks, stay there for 10 minutes without saying a single
word, and your target quit the table. I have a photograph of the other man, if
you're interested.

- Yes, you can send it.

- Ok! Give me the time to jack, and I ...WHAAMM!...ARRRRGGGHH ...HUF!...HUF!..
Argh! Somebody shot me...*running steps approaching*...NOOOOOoooooooo!!...

< Link Lost >

***** END VOCAL INCLUDE *****

Ok! It seems they are watching their backs...Since that call, I've no
news from him. I don't know where's my friend, and I don't know where's the
target now. I've tried some sources of informations in Seattle, but there's
nothing to learn ( nothing more than what Llew ell 'Yn said). But now I'm sure
of my next move. It's time for the wolf to hunt. Contact me when you're ready
to go.

Sorry if my speech looks confused, but I don't like to lost good chummers.
]<<<<<
-- NightWolf < 18:07:43 /10-20-54 >

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