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Dragonlance -- Dan Parkinson - The Gates Of Thorbardin
Atec Март 01 2008 15:03:31
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. The red crystal was there, se-
cure. He touched his forehead, then brought his hammer
around, using its polished surface as a mirror. The red
spot was still on his face, just above his nose, but it was
less vivid now, less noticeable. Still, his mind was full of
information that he knew had not been there before.
He looked around at a small sound. The kender was
just strolling in through the open door.
"The Irda is gone," the small creature said sadly. "I
can't find her anywhere. And I guess she took her kitty
cats with her, because I didn't find any of them, either."
'Then I guess she was through here," Chane said, as-
sembling his packs and straps. "It doesn't matter,
though. I know which way to go from here."
Part II
WINGOVER'S WAY
Chapter 9
There was a time once, rumor had it, when trade
routes had linked the realms of Ansalon in a more or less
reliable fashion from Palanthas and Vingaard Keep in
the north, through Solamnia, Abanasinia, and Pax
Tharkas, all the way south to Thorbardin. And maybe
even beyond.
Wingover had heard the stories and felt that they
probably were true, though he had never met anyone
who could confirm them. He had seen a good bit of the
known world in his forty or so years and had dealt with
all kinds of people. He knew the value that the elves of
Qualinost put on grains and foodstuffs from Solamnia
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