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. At any
rate, they reached the castle wall just as night's black
shadows closed in on them, and they were still standing on
smooth, soft grass.
"Now all we need," said Sturm, "is a way inside - " The
blank wall of gray marble that they had been facing
shimmered in the staffs light, and a small wooden door
appeared, complete with iron hinges and an iron lock.
Hurrying forward, Tanin tugged at the lock. "Bolted
fast," he reported.
"Just when a kender would come in handy," Sturm said
with a sigh.
"Kender! Bite your tongue!" Dougan muttered in
disgust.
"Palin, try the staff," Tanin ordered, standing aside.
Hesitantly, Palin touched the brilliantly glowing crystal
of the staff to the lock. The lock not only gave way, but it
actually melted, forming a puddle of lead at Palin's feet.
"Lad," said the dwarf, swallowing, "your uncle must
have been a remarkable man. That's all I can SAY."
"I wonder what else it can do?" Palin muttered, staring at
the staff with a mixture of awe, pride, and frustration.
"We'll have to worry about that later! Inside," said
Tanin, yanking open the door. "Sturm, you go first. Palin
follow him. We'll use your staff for light. The dwarf and I'll
be right behind you
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