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Dragonlance -- Dan Parkinson - The Gates Of Thorbardin
Atec Март 01 2008 15:03:31
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. He pointed his staff
at the kender and muttered, "Thranthalus eghom dit -"
and suddenly went silent. Though Glenshadow's lips
continued to move, no sound came out.
'That was a mistake," the Irda said, sympathetically.
"The anti-magic in this place is very strong."
"Very strong," something unseen echoed.
The kender stared at the wizard. "What's the matter
with him?"
Chane leaned close, seeing the stricken look in the
man's eyes. "I think he tried to cast a spell," he suggested.
"It must have backfired. He's hushed himself."
The kender cocked his head. "I wonder how long he'll
be like this."
"I don't know." Chane shrugged. "It's his spell. Speak-
ing of which, I wish you'd find a way to hush yours."
"My what?"
"Your spell. The one that's following you around. It's
spooky to hear something complaining all the time when
there's nothing there."
"Be wary of that spell," the Irda said. "Its power is so
great that it must happen, eventually."
"You've met my spell?" The kender grinned. "Actually,
I guess it isn't mine, but it has become attached to me."
"I know of it," the Irda nodded. "It has been in this val-
ley, waiting to happen, for two hundred years. Ever since
dwarves fought near here in the Dwarfgate Wars."
"111 bet that's where all those frozen dwarves came
from," Chess noted
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