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. Though it was
unthinkable that the dwarf with the knowledge of Thor-
bardin's secret -- and his companions -- had somehow
managed to get past all her defenses, she let her fury sub-
side somewhat and resumed her planning. The dwarf
had to be stopped. She turned and looked at the range of
mountains to the east.
Goblin trackers had reported at morning's first light.
The group had gone almost straight east across the valley
... at least as far as they had been able to track them.
Someone with the group, it seemed, was skilled at cover-
ing trail. But they had gone east, and due east lay the
soaring peak of Sky's End. Kolanda knew from her
scouts that there was an old, climbing trail that curved
around the mountain's slopes, but it would be a tedious
and difficult journey. It would have been far better for
them to take the pass road, farther north. It crossed
heights more scalable than giant Sky's End, and there
was a bridge beyond that crossed the chasm and led to-
ward the Plains of Dergoth. And it was to those plains
that the dwarf must be going, because it was there that
Grallen fell.
Kolanda smiled. Several of the captured humans and
dwarves had died in the process of their inquisition, but
she had a serviceable map and a great deal of informa-
tion as a result.
The northern pass would place her on Dergoth well
ahead of the fleeing group.
There was still one other matter to attend to here
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