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. That fine with you,
maybe?" The goblin gave a short laugh. "Look! You see
me, you see kender, you see minotaur. We work together.
You alive also. Think! Wizards good at thinking. Real
enemy is who, eh? Think!"
The elf did not answer for a minute. He looked
embarrassed as the goblin spoke. "I apologize," he finally
said. "I'd just never imagined that ... well, that - "
"That goblin get smart, eh? Or kender? Or - " The
goblin jerked a thumb in the direction of the minotaur.
"Istar make us smart. No time for stupid things. We stick
together or Istar collect our hair. You, wizard, maybe worth
more gold than me, minotaur, kender." The goblin grinned,
rubbing his own short, wiry hair. "My head, I like much,
eh?"
The elf actually smiled. Then he looked around, and
the smile faded as he saw the bare trees and low clouds and
seemed to look beyond them.
"Cousin gone," said the goblin softly. "Why you risk
life for sword?"
It was the moment of truth. The goblin's eyes narrowed
as he leaned forward on the rock.
The elf looked down at his hands and wrung them
together for several long minutes.
"It was a gift for my cousin," he said at last, looking at
something only he could see
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