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. While normal
dwarves looked much like humans, only differently propor-
tioned, derro dwarves tended toward the grotesque. Their
hair was pale tan or yellow, their skin very white with a blu-
ish undertone, and their large eyes were almost entirely
pupil.
And they were reputedly so evil and malicious that they
made hobgoblins seem like good neighbors.
Flint thought about dashing behind an outcropping, but it
was already too late to hide: he had been spotted along the
roadside. He was more than curious, anyway, remembering
Hanak's sighting of derro mountain dwarves in Hillhome.
The driver's hideous eyes bore into Flint's from about fifty
feet away, and the derro stopped the wagon at the crest of
the pass with a violent tug on the reins.
"What are you doing here at this time of night, hill
dwarf?" The driver's voice was raspy, and though he spoke
Common, the words came to him slowly, as if the language
were not totally familiar. The derro on the sides of the
wagon dropped to the ground, and one circled around the
horses to stand protectively below the driver still on the
buckboard
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