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. When Icewall finally quieted down, only
the kender, to his own delight, had been swallowed by snow
up to his neck.
"Oh, my, did I cause that?" he asked innocently as Sturm
plucked him out by the armpits. "Look!" he gasped
abruptly. "The avalanche opened up a cave or something!"
He pointed skyward to a dark, shadowy spot halfway up the
face of Icewall. "It must be a shortcut into the castle-I'm
sure of it! And I found it," he added proudly.
Derek's face twisted into a grim smile. "That's precisely
why we should avoid it. To say nothing of the fact that it's
foolish to climb toward a dark spot that may or may not be a
cave opening-which may or may not lead into the castle."
His eyes narrowed as he leaned menacingly toward the
kender. "And suppose it is an opening-who do YOU
suppose made it?"
"I'm sure I don't know," said the kender, shrugging. His
eyes lit up. "But it would be interesting to find out."
Derek snorted. "'Interesting' isn't a word I would use to
describe whatever's guarding a powerful artifact such as this
orb!"
Laurana's brow creased with concern. "I hadn't even
considered that!" she said, looking chagrined. "I assumed
that since it was stuck out here on the glacier, Icewall Castle
would be deserted. But Derek's probably right. Raggart, you
know this area better than any of us. What do you think? Is
there likely to be someone or something inside the castle?"
I hesitated for a moment to determine what I DID think
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