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." The general's tone was dis-
interested, unsympathetic. He turned away, looking over his
smoking, smoldering city. Clearly, he had no curiosity about
the petty squabbles that frequently occurred among dwarves.
The derro fumed at the human's disdain and sought to re-
gain some measure of his dignity and pride. "Your weapons
will be waiting on the shore!" he said stiffly. "Even if I must
obliterate Hillhome to get them there!"
Instinctively bowing to the general, as he would to his
thane, the derro once again fondled his steel ring of telepor-
tation. The circlet of metal was formed by two rings woven
together and split at the top, the rough ends bent outward.
It softly illuminated the dwarf's entire body. Then, a bright
spark jumped from one edge of the ring to another. In the
space of a blink, the hunchbacked Theiwar was gone.
Chapter 4
An Uneasy Reunion
"That was Aylmar's favorite chair," sighed Bertina,
wiping a tear as she gestured to the overstuffed seat in which
Flint sat. Aylmar's widow drew another mug from the ale
keg, sniffling as she passed the foaming goblet to Flint.
Many a reverent mug had already been raised to Aylmar's
memory
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