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Dragonlance -- Dan Parkinson - The Gates Of Thorbardin
Atec Март 01 2008 15:03:31
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. "I don't know why I'm do-
ing this," he grumped as he dragged things back to safety.
"It wasn't my idea to change the road. It was his."
Still, when the kender reappeared at the curve in the
path, strolling along with a pack of angry cats pacing
him, Chane was already binding vines to a log and
weighting it with stones. Chess came to watch him work,
peering over his shoulder. "Do you think it will work?"
he asked.
"Of course not," Chane snapped. "I'm just doing this
for practice."
"What's wrong with it?"
"To start with, in order for a skid to move gravel,
somebody has to get out in front of it and pull it. And
whoever does that is going to be eight feet past the edge
of the path before the gravel load gets there."
"That could be a little chancy," Chess admitted, look-
ing around at the patrolling cats. "But if you don't pull
too fast, I can come along behind you and..."
"Me pull?"
"It's your skid," the kender pointed out. "Besides,
you're bigger than me. Anyway, I can follow along and
throw gravel out ahead of you, enough to keep the cats
back while you reroute the road."
"I don't see anything wrong with just leaving the
blasted road where it is!"
"We've already been over that," the kender said.
Considering the circumstances of its construction, the
skid worked fairly well
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