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Sturm moaned as life again flowed through him.
"He will live," Elistan pronounced heavily, obviously
drained. Tears flowing from my eyes, I bowed my head and
dropped to my knees before Paladine's cleric.
But Elistan pulled me to my feet. "Do not worship me. I am but
Paladine's messenger on Krynn, as you will soon be."
I heard the words of promise as if in a dream I could scarcely
believe.
"Hey, I almost forgot!" Tasslehoff hiccuped, his tears drying. "I
found it!"
"Found what?" Laurana asked, preoccupied with Sturm.
A look of extreme patience crossed the kender's face. "What
have we been looking for? The orb, that's what! I must say, it
doesn't look like much compared to the picture I saw in the book
in the Great Library. Oh, it's round and carved and all that, but it's
awfully small. It looks like there's something red inside it- I'd
love to break it and find out what it is!"
"Don't you dare!" Derek shouted, heading for the small door
Tas had just used. He returned a few moments later holding a
small crystal globe that randomly shifted in color from misty white
to blue.
It didn't look like much to me either, but almost instantly,
fighting broke out over it. Laurana wanted to hold it, for she
intended to give it to her people, the elves. Derek demanded to
keep it to return it to the council of the Knights. They agreed only
to disagree- and to let me, as a disinterested third party, hold it
until we reached the Ice Folk camp, where they would rejoin their
friends
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