March 24th, 2004
Narration: Several days later, outside the forest of Kor-Namek:
KOMIYAN: Who exactly are we waiting for, sir?
GORT: An old friend of mine. A half-dragon cleric of the god Hextor.
KOMIYAN: A half-dragon? I heard that a half-dragon was recently made high priestess in Hextoria...
GORT: Excellent! I know she would aspire to great things while I was away.
KOMIYAN: I also heard that half-dragons possess a terrible force- immense strength, claws and gangs, control of lighting or fire... they can be unstoppable killing machines. Is this true of your friend, sir?
KOMIYAN'S MENTAL DEPICTION OF A HALF-DRAGON: ROOOAR!
GORT: Indeed it is, drow, indeed it is.
KOMIYAN: Powerful men make powerful allies, then.
GORT: This is true also.
MINK: You're late, Gort.