>"Ok?" David said, and turned to Kendal.  "Sorry I be late.  I was talking
>with S'an, getting some information on exactly what happened with the
>baronet.  I suggest we try talking with Lord Reignald..

	"No problem, In fact this is your show, I'm just the backup."

	"What do ya mean?"

	"Well I'm still new to these parts, I don't have a clue as to who
this Lord Reignald is.  Not to mention I'm not big on royalty."  Kendal
gave him a wry grin.

	"Alright.  Just follow me."  The two riders mounted their dragons
and took to the sky.  A lot was on Kendal's mind, but he was on a mission
now and he didn't even tell Ailill he was going.  How long he would be
gone was a mystery to him and he felt bad for not telling her.

	<<Kendal.>>

	<What's up Ainu.>

	<<David and Kaylin want to know how much combat training we've had
and if we'd be ok in a fight.>>

	With that Kendal began to laugh.

	<Tell them we can manage.>

	<<That's it, I could fly circles around Kaylin.>>

	<Boy aren't we egotistical today.>

	<<I'm just stating the facts.  Oh and btw, why'd you take the
mission.  You should be resting.>>

	<Now look who has become my mother.  The doctor let me out and
said I was fine.  I'm fine Ainu.>

	<<Just becareful, you're human and still frail.>>

	<What would I ever do without you old friend.>

	<Go insane and jump off a cliff I'd imagine.>

	<Haha, very funny.  Now shut up and lets fly, I'm going to do some
tail surfing.>

	Grabbing his airboard out of Ainu's pack, he strapped on the board
to the bottom of his feet and connected on the cable to Ainu's harness.
Quickly diving off, Kendal could feel Ainu's backwash carry him off.  The
board soon glided on the air stream and Kendal was away.  Feeling the wind
blowing him about gliding on air.  This was the life.

NRPG
I'm not too sure how to play David yet, but I'll pick it up.  Just a
little sky boarding.

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		 The World has no room for cowards.
	     We must all be ready to toil, to suffer, to die.
	And yours is not less noble because no drum beats before you 
	      when you go out into your daily battlefields.
	 And no crowds shout about your coming when you return 
		from your daily victory or defeat.
	
					-Robert Louis Stevenson

Norman Lee	n-lee5@uiuc.edu
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