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"A sword that can do all that," said the kender in awe.
"And you cast magic, too? I can't believe it. That's
incredible. Are you going to capture the sword? Can we see
it if you do? What's it look like? My mother and father told
me all about magic, and they said it was the best thing. I'd
love to see a magic sword. Where is it? Can you find it?"
The elf slowly swallowed, appearing confused and
unsure. He glanced from the goblin to the kender. "If I
knew where the men who took it were, I might have a
chance to get it back," the elf said. "If my cousin is ... if he
is dead, then I should see that the sword stays out of
Istarian hands. I could not sleep, knowing they had it and
could use it."
"Great!" shouted the kender, leaping to his feet. "Can
we go with you? He and I are great hunters" - he pointed to
the goblin - "and we can track and set traps and do all kinds
of stuff. And the minotaur can carry things. He's strong!
We won't get in the way, I promise. We'll be good! Are you
going to cast spells to get the sword back? I can't wait!"
Both the elf and the goblin stared at the kender in
astonishment. The goblin looked at the elf. The elf looked
back at the minotaur, who was now sitting under a tree,
taking a nap
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