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. "We were out cold!"
"Well, no, actually, you weren't," Dougan admitted. "Oh, he
was." The dwarf jerked his head back at Palin. "Sleeping
like he was in his mother's arms. But you two, as I saw the
moment I clapped eyes on you, lads, are grand fighters.
Perhaps you were wondering how you got that bit of a clout
on your head - "
Tanin said nothing, simply glared at the dwarf. Sitting
up, the young man gingerly put his hand to his forehead
where there was a lump the size of an egg.
"Enthusiasm," said the dwarf solemnly, going over to
cut Sturm loose. "That's one reason I chose you for my
quest."
"The only quest I'd consider going on with you is to see
you in the Abyss!" Tanin retorted stubbornly.
Lying back, Palin sighed. "My dear brother," he said
wearily, "has it occurred to you that we have little choice in
the matter? We're on a ship, miles away from land" - he
glanced at Dougan, who nodded assent - "and completely
at the mercy of this dwarf and his crew of cutthroats. Do
you think he would release us from our bonds if we had the
slightest chance of escaping?"
"Intelligent lad," said the dwarf approvingly, cutting Palin's
ropes as Sturm sat up stiffly, rubbing his wrists. "But then,
he's a mage
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