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Subject: Re: Owner of a Thirsty Heart
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Date: Fri, 26-Oct-84 14:48:37 EST
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Posted: Fri Oct 26 14:48:37 1984
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  A long term solution is to set him up as a "deity" for a tribe of elves,
with their worship in the form of donating blood.  I would go about it this
way (I forget the names of the characters involved, but call the elf with
the heart A and his twin B):

  While A maintains himself elsewhere on a temporary solution, B joins an
elf village with a tale of being rescued in the wilderness from a tribe of
orcs by the demi-God Elethion (made up).  He also notes that Elethion left
behind a magical artifact (some convenient trinket), which B now has in his
possession.  B offers to pray to Elethion using the trinket on behalf of the
village if the elders agree.  If they do, he does, making a big ritual of
it.  If they don't agree, he is content to keep his religion private.

  A week or so later, the village is attack by a large, blood-thirsty band
of orcs (courtesy A and his orc friends), who so outnumber the elves that
death is certain!  B steps forward to the walls of the city and holds forth
the amulet of Elethion, and calls loudly for his protection.  There is a
great flash, a puff of smoke (and whatever other fancy magicks you have
available) and Elethion appears on the battlefield between the orcs and the
village (courtesy a hidden pit in which A has been crouching).  Elethion
looks like an elf, but is bizarrely painted and radiates a mysterious power
of personality.  He turns towards the orcs and they shrink back.  He steps
forward and speaks in a commanding voice "Begone, vile ones, or I shall slay
each and every one of you, down to your son's sons!"  The orcs break and run.
Some fall "dead" and must be carried away.

  Elethion turns back to the village.  "I have rescued you.  I am your
guardian, the guardian of elven destiny.  Build in the woods a sacred place,
annoint it, and send to my place five elves a week, to participate in my
mysteries.  "B" shall be my high priest."

  The rest is simple....

    Scott R. Turner
    UCLA Computer Science Department
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