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Dragonlance -- Dan Parkinson - The Gates Of Thorbardin
Atec Март 01 2008 15:03:31
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He'd lost an amulet and I helped him find it, and when I
showed him my map he said the blank space between the
west ranges and the Vale of Respite must be the Valley of
Waykeep. He doesn't know anything about it, except it
doesn't show on maps and nobody goes there. Especially
wizards. So that's why I'm sidetracked and not on my
way to Pax Tharkas. You don't look like a hill dwarf. You
look a little different. Are you a mountain dwarf?"
"I'm from Thorbardin," Chane said, paying scant at-
tention to the chattering kender. The more the creature
talked, the more glassy-eyed he felt. It was like trying to
listen to twenty or thirty anvils, all at once.
"Is that why your beard grows back that way?" Chess
stared at him in bright-eyed curiosity. "Do all Thor-
bardin dwarves have swept-back whiskers?"
"No, but I do. It's just the way they grow." He looked
up from his work, thoughtfully. 'What kind of maps do
you have?"
"Oh, all kinds," the kender spread his hands. "Big ones
and little ones, some drawn on linen, some on
parchment - I even have one drawn on a... no, I used
to have that, but I don't now. I ate it." He glanced at the
remains of their meal.
"Maps of what?" Chane growled.
The kender blinked at him. "Places. That's what maps
are
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