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In time the thing ceased to cry out. Its breathing became a slow,
ragged thunder.
"Speak," said the heads venomously.
"There is an adventurer in my fortress," said the Magus, "who
wears a green-stoned ring. The ring will not leave his hand and
defies magical attempts to remove it. It teleported the adventurer
into my citadel when it was not his intention to do so. What ring is
this? How do I remove it? What are its powers?"
The thing twisted its necks. "You summon me to identify a
RINGI"
"Indeed," said the Magus, and waited.
The twin heads dipped closer to the Magus. "Describe the
largest stone."
"An emerald the size of my thumb, rectangular cut with six
tiers and no flaws. The face is engraved with a hexagonal sign,
with a smaller hexagon set within and another in that one."
Silence filled the darkened room; even the thing's writhing
arms were stilled. After a pause, the thing stood upright. Its heads
turned about independently of each other. Tasslehoff shrank back
against the opposite wall of the tunnel as a head turned his way.
The head stopped when it looked into the barred window of the
airshaft. Red fires arose in its eyes and ran through Tasslehoff like
spears.
Tasslehoff Burrfoot had never known fear, though he had seen
sights that made hardened men shake with terror. When the eyes of
the thing were upon him, he shook without breathing, his soul
filled with a new emotion
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