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. Their bodies broke
his fall, and they were scattered like bowling pins, taking
the other guard down with them. Flint jumped to his feet un-
hurt. The stunned derro could only shake their foggy heads
as the barefoot hill dwarf cut left on Main Street and tore
down the road and out of sight.
Chapter 6
Hasty Departure
Flint deliberately avoidea the village, leading his
muddy trail away from the Fireforge home. He would not
be able to explain his appearance to his family - from his
head to his toes he was mud-caked and spattered with
blood. His mind was in a tumult, and he needed to think
things out before he could face anyone with his suspicions.
His tender bare feet cold and sore, Flint set out into the
eastern hills just south of the pass. Using steel and flint, he
made a fire in the seclusion of a small cave that had a moun-
tain stream trickling past it. He stripped off every stitch of
his dirty clothing and washed it by hand in the ice-cold wa-
ter, laying it out to dry on rocks around the fire. The tired
old hill dwarf splashed his face, scrubbed the mud from his
hair, and then, unclothed, he returned to sit by the fire, star-
ing without thoughts into the flames for a very long time
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