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Dragonlance -- Margaret Weis And Tracy Hickman (Eds.) - Tales I, Vol. Ii - Kender, Gully Dwarves, And Gnomes
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. No, wait. Up, we were moving up the
hill." He squinted into the wind. "There! That way."
Behind them, silent phantoms in the night, the rest of the
wolf pack moved in to do a starving predator's grisly honor
to fallen comrades. *****
Flint roared curses into the screaming wind. That
wretched, straw-brained Tas! If there was a god of mischief
and deviltry, he would be no god at all but a kender! He'd
not turned his back for a moment! But a moment, he
thought bitterly, was all it took to send Tas out into the
snow. What had he been off after? Tanis and Sturm? Likely
not. That would have been too sensible a motive to ascribe
to a kender.
"Tas!" he shouted, flinging up an arm to protect his eyes
against the wind's teeth. "Tas!"
The surest way to die, Tanis had said, was to scatter all
over the mountain. "Well and fine, and here we are," Flint
snarled, kicking furiously at the snow drifting past his
knees. "Scattered all over the mountain. If I had half the
brains I curse that kender for NOT having, I'd leave him out
here to freeze as a warning to the rest of his empty-headed
kind."
Then he heard, mourning above the wind, the howling of
the wolves he'd thought to deny. Fear shivered through the
old dwarf
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