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. I got it in
Schallsea; an old man gave it to me and he said - "
Tigo's hook-hand flashed silver in a shaft of sunlight,
dancing threateningly before the kender's eyes.
"Right. Some of them are old, some are new. I guess it
depends on where you want to go," the kender added
hastily.
"Away from here," Staag growled, "and fast."
The kender did not give the goblin a glance, but spoke
to Tigo. "Then you're really lucky you brought me along.
I've been all around these parts, many times, and I know
them nearly as well as I know the inside of my own eyelids.
That's why I don't have any maps of this area in the case.
Who needs one? Not me. Where do you want to go?"
Tigo hissed a snake's warning. "What makes you think
we need a guide?"
"You said so." The kender was all innocence now. Keli
marveled at his composure. "Not in so many words, of
course, but I can tell. Otherwise why would you be so
interested in my maps?"
"You make a large guess, kender."
Keli thought so, too, but held his breath now, waiting.
The kender shrugged as best he could. "Maybe I was
wrong. But if you DID need a guide - and I'm not saying
that you do - I'd be the one you'd need. As I said, I know - "
"Aye," Staag snarled, "all the lands about here
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