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Dragonlance -- Dan Parkinson - The Gates Of Thorbardin
Atec Март 01 2008 15:03:31
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. He
had been released. It would be good to get back to Barter,
to rest a bit, carouse a bit and spend Rogar Goldbuckle's
wager money....
Wingover turned in his saddle for another look back.
Far off on the climbing slope, Chane Feldstone and Jilian
Firestoke were just disappearing around a shoulder of
rockfall, the wizard plodding along behind them. Higher
up on the slope, the kender was scampering off ahead,
looking for whatever kender looked for.
"By all the moons," Wingover muttered, "I must be as
crazy as they are." He reined Geekay around, touched
heels to the animal, and went to catch up to the others.
When he finally came up to them, near the crest of the
ridge, he reined in. Dismounting, Wingover pointed a
demanding finger at Glenshadow. "There's just one thing
I want to know," he said. "What is your interest in all
this? Why are you with these people?"
"I have my own reasons," the wizard said.
"That's not good enough," Wingover growled. "If I'm
to face danger with someone, I want to know why he is
there."
Chane Feldstone rubbed his whiskers. "That sounds
like a fair question to me," he noted. Wide-set dwarven
eyes studied the wizard. "What's in it for you, anyway?"
Glenshadow sighed and slumped, leaning on his staff.
"A long time ago," he said slowly, "there was a renegade
mage. A wizard of the black who rejected the robes and
the order. Three of us went in search of him
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