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Dragonlance -- Margaret Weis And Tracy Hickman (Eds.) - Tales I, Vol. I - The Magic Of Krynn
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. Any attempt to do so
will be answered with the total destruction of this village." B'rak
summoned two of his warriors. "You two will come with me." To
the elf, he said, "I will accept your hospitality-by staying at your
home."
Sith opened his mouth to protest, but decided against it. He
merely glared at the elven Speaker and then stalked off to do his
duty. Eliyah bowed respectfully and turned, his face having
revealed no animosity toward his sudden houseguest. His pace was
so slow that the captain had ample time to study the other villagers
as they walked along.
As a whole, they were a sorrowful people. B'rak wondered
what could have brought elves to such a state. They did not seem
to fear draconians and were certainly not hostile to them. There
were no signs of plague or destruction. The entire place was an
enigma. What had really happened to their children? He chuckled.
Boredom, perhaps.
The dwellings of the elves proved to be even more dismal up
close. All were constructed from wood and generally consisted of
one room. With that in mind, the home of the Speaker appeared
comparatively luxurious. It rested against one side of an enormous
tree and was no more than a few yards from the main village. Like
the others, it was of wood, but large enough to house the entire
population. B'rak suspected the structure doubled as a meeting
house and contemplated future uses for it.
An elven woman with long, flowing tresses of silver mixed with
flakes of gold greeted them at the entrance
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