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. There was no sense in
pressing one's luck. Once the elf felt certain of the
minotaur's obedience and that it understood the widely used
trade tongue, the elf paid little attention to the beast and
merely had it carry their heavier supplies. These included a
few bags the elf had dropped when the humans had
captured him. The elf fussed over these for several minutes
before assuring himself that they were safe and unharmed.
The Istarian free rangers had left a remarkably clear
trail behind them. The goblin spat on the ground as the
kender traced it back with ease. In the old days, the goblin
had heard, no living thing could find the path a ranger took.
Obviously, that had been a VERY long time ago.
They bedded down that night, too exhausted to talk.
The kender took first watch in the evening, unable to sleep
from excitement. He talked to himself a lot, however,
which kept the elf and goblin awake until the elf relieved
the kender and forced him to get some sleep himself.
On the afternoon of the second day, the foot trail of the
rangers merged with that of a larger party of humans with
horses and wagons. The signs of a camp on the edge of the
forest were fairly fresh, abandoned not more than a day
ago
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