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Dragonlance -- Dan Parkinson - The Gates Of Thorbardin
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Finally he sighed, retrieved his gambling winnings,
and thrust them away in his tunic. "Well, at least it's
over," he said. "I've had enough of that wilderness to last
me for a time."
"About that," Goldbuckle said.
"What about it?"
"Well if you recall, I said I couldn't release you from
your debt of service. The reason is, I have assigned your
debt to a... ah, friend of mine."
"Assigned? To whom?"
"Her." Goldbuckle nodded, looking past the man.
Wingover turned, and his mouth fell open. A yard
away, standing patiently, was as stunning a young dwar-
ven girl as he had ever seen. Not much more than four
feet tall, she had the wide, strong face of her kind, with
large, wide-set eyes and a smallish, full-lipped mouth
nicely set between a button nose and a stubborn little
chin. And she wore a broadsword strapped to her back.
"This is Jilian," Goldbuckle said. "Jilian Firestoke.
Don't bother trying to talk her out of what she has in
mind. It can't be done."
Chapter 11
"May the moons fall on me if ever do business
with a dwarf again!" Wingover bellowed as he strode
along Barter's main pathway, causing heads to turn in cu-
riosity. Many paused to stare after the tall, angry man
who wore the boots and leathers of a ranger or barbar-
ian, but whose sheathed sword and flinthide shield sug-
gested a warrior
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