Tale 60 told by Taniwha on 28.11.2000
Breaking Rocks

Kheldar staggered in a few days back looking like hell.
Covered in grit and greenish ichor.

He stood at the bar and matched Armageddon drink for drink for about 
10 minutes before he staggered over to a table and started chuckling
over his latest aquisition, a scroll of some sort.

All he'd say was that getting the scroll took all his skills and
that he was damn glad that the place was inside 'cos he'd been noticed
the second time when he'd had to come back with another set of
lockpicks.