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. "You tell that to anyone who will lis-
ten because you're bucking for a promotion, Brother!" She
took another pull on her mug of ale.
Hearing an opening to the question that had brought him
here, Flint leaned forward intently, his elbows on his knees
as his eyes scanned the group. "I came all the way from Sol-
ace to find out why Hillhome is dealing with mountain
dwarves at all, let alone derro! Can someone give me a good
answer 7"
Everyone began talking at once, and Flint was forced to
wave his arms above his head and whistle for silence. He
looked at his brother the constable. "You seem to know the
details of this 'agreement,' Tybalt. Why don't you explain it
to me."
Looking flattered at his older brother's attention, Tybalt
cleared his throat. "It started about a year ago, them using
the pass. They leave Thorbardin and meet up with the
Passroad somewhere around the western shore of Stone-
hammer Lake. They're taking their cargo to the coast at
Newsea. We hear they've got a jetty set up in some cove,
where they meet ships from the north and transfer their
goods."
"So, how did it all start?"
Tybalt paused and scratched his chin
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