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Dragonlance -- Margaret Weis And Tracy Hickman (Eds.) - Tales I, Vol. I - The Magic Of Krynn
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. It was apart from
the rest of the village. Behind him, the shrieks of his warriors
could be heard. He hoped they would not accidentally burn down
the forest in their enthusiasm. At least, not until the patrol was
well on its way.
He was met by Vergrim at the entrance to the hut. The Black
Robe, looking drawn, eyed him in a peculiar manner.
"What have you done, B'rak?"
"This is a trap, mage! Just as you originally believed! A very
subtle trap!"
The Black Robe continued to stare at him. "What have you
done?"
"My patrol is even now burning this village to the ground! I have
ordered these elves to be slaughtered before their kinsmen can
arrive! They are crafty, Ver grim! Crafty enough to fool the senses
of a magic-user!"
The other draconian nodded slowly. "True. It was all for
nothing, though. The plan failed. Nothing could be done. The
Queen's spell was stronger than we had imagined."
B'rak hissed angrily. "We? What spell? What are you talking
about? Where is the elf and his mate? What have they done to you,
mage? You're acting even stranger than usual!"
Vergrim moved to one side of the entrance. "You had best see
for yourself, captain."
Pushing the mage aside, B'rak burst into the hut. The darkness
of the interior prevented him from seeing anything at first and he
wondered why there were no windows. Within moments, though,
his eyes had adjusted completely.
The draconian backed up a step in horror, every oath to the
Queen of Darkness escaping from his mouth as he sought to avoid
looking at the thing on the blanket
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