*I sit at the top of the hill and keep watch all around*
No, I'm not going crazy, I'm expecting someone, so shush.
*A few minutes later I see a figure aproaching.*
Ah, wonderful, here he comes.
*A young man appears, slowly reaching the top of the hill. He is wearing black, velvet robes and carries a wodden staff with a carved dragon's claw on the top holding a crystal. He sees me and takes a seat on the soft grass next to me.*
Me: Hello Raistlin, how are you?
Raistlin: Well, that depends. Right here and now, I'm quite well, but back in the abyss; that's another story.
Me: How do you feel about Wizards of the Coast changing the covers of your infamous books AGAIN?
Raistlin: WHAT?! They did it again? *he sighs* Well, what can I do about it? *whispers* Who's on the cover?
Me: You and Caramon.
Raistlin: He's in every picture that I am. Why? I'll have to talk to those elven artists, although that might be quite hard now...
Me: I'll see what I can do.
Raistlin:*he nods* Now, how's your friend, Rayson, isn't it? I've heard you two have been getting along quite well. *he snickers*
Me: *blushing* Well, he's quite a talented mage... *silence* Anyways, what's it like in the Abyss. I've never been there, not that I want to.
Raistlin: It's not a very nice place, well, most of it. Gods running around and what have you. It doesn't help my condition any either. *he coughs slightly* But when you have a five-headed goddess keeping watch on you, there's not much you can do.
Me: *nodding* I see.
Raistlin: Speaking of which, I really should be going now. *he stands, raises his staff and dissapears*