It is an ancient Mariner, And he stoppeth one of three. 'By thy long grey beard and glittering eye, Now wherefore stopp'st thou me? We've all read Samuel Coleridge's classic poem, The Rime of the Ancient Mariner. But what if the mariner was really...a dwarf? And what if, instead of three bridegrooms, it was Raistlin the Mage held captive, listening to the tale? What follows is the first part an exciting story filled with kender, theft (of course), dwarven treasure, and dragon, in the style of Coleridge. All the love to the inimitable Margaret Weiss and Tracy Hickman, and much thanks (and apologies) to Mr. Coleridge.