Angara chuckled to herself. Seeing the meeting of Hobbit, Elf, and Man amused the old wyrm immensely. She gave a small snort of steam and flew down to land in an open space midst the gathered company.
'I have a riddle!', she said, turning in a circle upon the deck as if to challenge all there.
'Yes,' said Child, 'we know you love riddles, but really, Angara, this is no time for game-playing. We have a quite serious problem to see to at the moment.'
'Well,' said Angara, 'of course I can wait; dragons can always wait - a long time if need be. That is, of course, unless you'ld like a little clue to this problem of yours now!'
She rose languidly into the air and resumed her perch on the main mast.
[ June 28, 2002: Message edited by: piosenniel ]
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