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. Though I DID win the wager, I guess
it was wrong of me to get you drunk and take you prisoner
when you were weak and helpless."
Tanin chewed his lip, obviously not welcoming this
reminder.
"And I swear by my beard," said the dwarf solemnly,
stroking it, "that if you say the word, I'll have the gnomes
take you back to Ansalon. As soon as they get the ship
repaired, that is."
"IF they get the ship repaired!" Tanin growled at last.
(This appeared unlikely. The gnomes were paying no
attention whatsoever to the ship, but were arguing among
themselves about who was supposed to have been on
watch, who was supposed to be reading the gnomes' own
map, and the committee that had drawn up the map in the
first place. It was later decided that, since the cliff hadn't
been marked on the map, it wasn't there and they hadn't
bashed into it. Having reached this conclusion, the gnomes
were able to get to work.)
"Well, what do you two say?" Tanin turned to his
brothers.
"I say that since we're here, we ought to at least take a
look around," Sturm said in low tones. "If the dwarf is right
and we could retrieve the Graygem, our admittance into the
Knighthood would be assured! As he said, we'd be heroes!"
"To say nothing of the wealth we might obtain," Tanin
muttered
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