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Dragonlance -- Dan Parkinson - The Gates Of Thorbardin
Atec Март 01 2008 15:03:31
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"Neither can I," Bobbin said. "I'm insane."
"Oh. I'm sorry."
"Not your fault. Another thing that Wingover and his
bunch asked about was a dwarf. Any dwarves around
here?"
"Hundreds," Chess waved his arms around him.
"Everywhere you look, but they're frozen under the ice.
Been there a long time."
"No, the one I'm looking for is more recent. Dwarf
named, er, Chain something -" The gnome pointed.
'Who's that?"
Chane Feldstone had appeared from behind a distant
mound, and was hurrying toward the kender and the
soarwagon.
"He's a dwarf," Chess said. "He might be the one.
Name's Chane Feldstone. What do they want him for?"
"I don't know. Does he always dress like that? What is
that outfit? A bunny suit?"
"Catskin," the kender explained.
A vagrant wind whispered across the ice field and
made the white bird dip and bobble. The gnome did
something, and abruptly the flying thing shot high in
the sky, so high that it was only a winged dot overhead.
Slowly it seemed to steady, then started going in wide
circles.
Chane reached the mound where the kender stood.
"Who is that?" he demanded. "What is he doing up
there?"
"His name is Bobbin. He's a gnome."
"What is he doing?"
"Looking for cats."
"Up there?" Chane squinted upward, trying to follow
the circling path of the flying thing
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