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Kendermore had an extensive street sign program.
There were signs on every corner, naming roads and
pointing the way to numerous landmarks, such as the
homes of local celebrities or public squares. These
signs would have been very helpful if they were up-
dated in a timely manner when new roads were built or
after buildings had been plunked down on existing
roads. It was not uncommon to see a signpost with two
arrows pointed in opposite directions and both read-
ing, "The Palace." Part of the reason the sign changes
came so slowly and inaccurately was the process used
by city workmen to complete these tasks. The pre-
vious day, Phineas had watched a team of kender
workmen replace the sign over a public square.
The foreman stood back from the rest, his arms
crossed while he issued orders. "Now, Jessel, you get
on Bildar's shoulders, Giblart on Jessel, Sterpwitz on
Giblart, and Leverton, you're on top." The foreman
tilted his creased face back and surveyed the distance.
Satisfied, he nodded. "Yep, that oughta be tall
enough."
Like members of an acrobatic team, the kender set
about forming a tower of bodies. Phineas knew kender
owned ladders, but they seemed to prefer living ken-
der pyramids. Deft as any circus acrobats, they passed
one another upward until they reached the desired
height and the kender named Leverton was on top.
"Oops, you forgot the hammer," the foreman called.
One by one, the kender passed each other back down.
Reaching the bottom, Leverton took the hammer from
his foremean, and the stacking process had com-
menced again
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