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Dragonlance -- Dan Parkinson - The Gates Of Thorbardin
Atec Март 01 2008 15:03:31
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. I'm helping
him." The kender grinned proudly. 'You can help, too, if
you'll spread the word. Just tell anybody you happen to
see that Chane Feldstone is a famous warrior."
"I suppose I can do that," the gnome agreed. "Where is
Chane Feldstone?"
"He's over there where those people are camped. He's
asleep, though. Burying ogres is tiring work."
"Well, Wingover wants to know what's going on. I
wonder -" The gnome paused, thinking, then said,
"Maybe we could offset the lateral drift ratio in this
thing, if you'd help."
"What do you want me to do?" the kender asked
doubtfully.
"I'll drop a line. You grab it, and maybe you can tow
me over to where those people are."
A length of stout rope snaked downward from the un-
derside of the soarwagon. Chess dutifully slung his
hoopak on his back and grasped the rope in both hands.
"Now what?" the kender called.
"Now just start walking, and I'll try to follow along."
Chess shrugged, hauled the rope tight, and started to
walk. For a dozen steps, the gnome's craft crept along
above him, obediently. Then it stalled in a draft and
edged to one side. The kender took a tighter grip and
hauled it back toward the proper course.
"This may work out," the gnome called down. "Just
keep going and hold tight to that line, and
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