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. Wiping it with his tunic, he saw letters
on its surface and sat down to read them aloud. Most
were corroded beyond recognition, but here and there a
few words could be partially deciphered:
"... velous Wallbreacher, equipped with secondary
ar ... iple-geared self-propel ... ba ... not
included..."
And elsewhere, "... Model one of -"
"Gnomes," Chess said, nodding at the revelation. He
climbed to the top of the mound. Beyond, Chane was
moving stones around, arranging them in a circle. Chess
cupped his hands and shouted, "Gnomes!"
The dwarf raised his head. "What?"
"Gnomes!" the kender repeated. "This was a gnomish
machine of some kind. I found its label."
"What was it supposed to do?"
"I don't know. But gnomes built it, so it probably
didn't do anything right."
Chane turned away and resumed the moving of
stones.
For a bit longer, Chess explored the ancient wreckage,
then he brushed down his tunic, shouldered his pouch,
picked up his staff, and went to find the dwarf. "This was
interesting," he said. "Now let's go on, and see what else
there is to find."
"I'm busy," Chess grunted, setting a block of stone atop
another.
"What are you doing?"
"I found some usable metal. I'm setting up a forge to
work it."
"Oh." The kender walked all the way around the circle
of stone, wide-eyed
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