"Did you hear that Tymor laid her eggs last night?" Katrina asked.

Lenna finished swollowing her juice before replying, "Yes.  Blanchie was
so excited she woke me up to tell me."

"I'll be you were happy about that."

"Overjoyed.   Katrina, what is it?" Lenna asked as a look of shock
spread across her friend's face.

"Something's wrong with Cynthia.  Syren just contacted Azure.  Azure
says she's in a state of panic."

"Does she need a healer?" Lenna said getting up from the table.

"Yes," Katrina said moving to follow her partner, "Azure has already
contacted Leis."

***
[S'lomon]

S'lomon took one last drink of the steaming tea as he walked through
the door to the examining room.  It was a blend favored by the nomads
who lived in the area.  It had a strong taste that he enjoyed  ore
than the teas imported to Cleft from the north.

The exam room was occupied by a little girl and her mother.  The girl
clutched a blood soaked rag to her arm.  S'lomon walked over to them
and put his mug down on the counter.

"What happened?" he inquired.

"She was climbing on the rocks near the river.  She slipped and
fell," the mother answered.

S'lomon nodded and pulled some clean cloths from a drawer,  "I'm
going to pull this cloth off, and see how it looks, ok?"

The girl nodded, and S'lomon slowly pulled the blood soaked cloth
away from her arm.  Underneath was a long shallow scrape.  "It's
nothing life threatening," he announced, "We just need to clean it up
and bandage it, and you'll be fine."

S'lomon cleaned her arm and spread some salve on it to prevent an
infection.  He was just finishing when Leis spoke in his head
<Something's wrong with Cynthia.>

*You need to be more specific,* S'lomon said finishing the bandaging.

<Syren's in a panic.  All I know is that they are near Lake Isle and
something is wrong with Cynthia.>

S'lomon finished his bandaging job, and ran from the room fearing the
worst.  Syren was normally rock steady.  Anything that could panic
her had to be bad.   "Something's wrong with Cynthia," he called out
to ***, "I may need help.  I'll let you know."

He grabbed his medical kit from his office and ran out to where Leis
was waiting for him.  *Do you know where Syren is?* S'lomon asked as
he lept on to the dragon.

<I've got an image from Azure.  She and Blanchie are already there.>

The healer's dragon launched himself into the air.  They were barely
two body lengths in the air when they teleported.

They appeared over the lake barely 50 ft. from shore.  Leis dropped
heavily to the sand next to Azure.

S'lomon dropped to the sand and ran to where Katrina was kneeling by
Cynthia.  The young queen rider lay naked, face down on the warm
sand.  Her breathing was labored.

"Help me roll her over," S'lomon asked.

Katrina and Lenna did, and the healer began to check her over.  The
only mark he found was an abrasion on her forehead.  As he examined
her, her breathing became easier.  Suddenly her eyes fluttered open,
and Cynthia tried to sit up.

S'lomon pushed her back down, "Don't move."

"What happened?" Cynthia asked.

"I was hoping you'd be able to tell me that."

"I don't know," she replied.

"Ok, I want to get you back to the warren where I can examine you
further.  We'll need a stretcher from the med center."

NRPG:

Well, my existence is in complete chaos at the moment.  Netscape 2.2
suddenly stopped working, and I've been forced to make the switch to
3.0.  The problem is that 3.0 does not load in my address book file.  I
have to load it manually, each time I use the program.  It sucks.  My
wife is pissed because it's too difficult to figure out how to do.  It's
going to be a long night trying to fix this.

Kris: Thanks for letting me know about your computer problems.  Mine
pale in comparison.

Barb: There's a healer for you.  I found him on the old Cleft homepage
that Justin had set up.

Kris and Barb: I hope I played Lenna and Katrina ok.

All:  Feel free to jump in.  In addition, I'm about to do something that
has worked well on the PROMETHEUS.  I'm going to outline what I have in
mind.  Cynthia has been posessed by an ancient spirit.  It was on a
quest MANY years ago.  It will now attempt to complete the quest.  The
fact of Cynthia's posession will take a couple of days to become
apparent.  You will need to help me figure out how to unposess her (I'm
counting on you).  I'm thinking that the Nomads have legends about
posessions, and therefore legends about how to break the posession.

Anyway, think about it.  I'd like to get everyone involved with the
storyline in some way.

BTW: Barb asked for a Cleft Who's Who.  Good idea.  I'll get on it when
I have time (translation - Don't hold your breath, but I'll put it on
the list of things to do).

Respectfully submitted,
Warrenlady Cynthia - Cleft Warren
Alton Reich
-- 
			Alton & Elizabeth Reich
			  alton.reich@snet.net
"Ani l'dodi, v'dodi li - I am my beloved's and my beloved is mine"
--The Song of Songs