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Takhisis's throne flamed bright crimson, its internal
fires fanned by her hatred. Columns split and walls
cracked open as she vented her anger. A new layer of
rubble was added to her throne room as a reminder of
yet another frustrated attempt to return to the world
she held in such contempt.
She had been there!
And then a kender who did not even know what it
was doing had closed the gate! All five of her dragon
heads spat flames and acid and ice. Her domain with-
stood the onslaught only because she willed it so. With-
out her will, it: would crumble to dust and ash.
Then, all ten of the Dark Queen's leathery eyelids
drooped in an expression of pure evil. She was struck
with an idea. She was foiled this day, but she could still
exact revenge. Those kender -- better yet, all kender --
would suffer for slamming the door in her face. Though
she could not physically appear on the Prime Material
Plane, she was not powerless there. Plagues were be-
yond her control, but she held considerable influence
over Nuitari, the moon that could be seen only by crea-
tures aligned with evil. Thus she could affect Krynn's
weather....
"I'd say that about hangs it," puffed Harkul Gelfig,
out of breath from the exertion of kneeling in the small
space behind the desk, his massive stomach doubled
and tripled over. "You broke it, all right, girlie." He
glared at Damaris. "Now I can't get back to retrieve my
treasure box unless we fix this lever."
Damaris's face was stormy, her hands were on her
hips
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