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The Storyteller
By Barbara Siegel & Scott Siegel
Spinner Kenro, you're under arrest!" announced the
dragonarmy officer, the point of his blade at my throat.
I swallowed hard, hoping my bobbing adam's apple
wouldn't be sliced by the edge of his sword. Struggling to
keep my voice from quivering, I said, "I haven't broken any
laws. On what charge are you arresting me?"
The officer, a human, his face a mottled mass of burn
scars surrounding dead, gray eyes, growled, "You were
warned, Kenro, to stop telling your stories. The Highlord
doesn't give second chances."
I was standing near the fireplace in the main room of the
Paw's Mark Inn. I had just finished telling one of my tales
to the assembled audience. How strange it was to see them
all in one place; the kender, with their comically bright-
colored clothes, stood out like stars in a dark sky against the
somber gray beards of the fastidious dwarves and the earthy
brown skin of the ever-so diligent gnomes.
The dragonarmy officer seemed to pay them no mind. I
suppose he had little fear because his fellow soldiers had
entered the inn just behind him and had stationed
themselves at every exit
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