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Dragonlance -- Margaret Weis And Tracy Hickman (Eds.) - Tales I, Vol. Ii - Kender, Gully Dwarves, And Gnomes
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Lodston found it difficult to recall which of several
things happened first at the instant he uttered the last
syllable of the strange incantation. The scroll itself flared
with a yellow light, then disintegrated into fine ashes in his
hands. At the same time (it seemed) a huge sphere of
orange flames formed itself from the yellow glow of the
scroll and shot forward, away from the hermit. In a
blinding, deafening explosion, the fireball struck the pantry
wall with such stunning force that Lodston was slammed to
the rock floor of the antechamber.
"Great Reorx!" he swore when he was able to stagger to
his feet. The pantry, with its dirty dishes and utensils, plus
some sacks of food, had been completely destroyed! The
nearest comer of the ancient mine chamber was charred and
bare of everything. The wooden shelves had disintegrated
into smoking embers on the floor. Lodston looked at the
pile of seemingly harmless scroll-cases in the chest and
slammed its lid shut with a fearful cry.
"I won't touch another one of the damnable things!" he
vowed in a ringing shout, as if he were promising the
absent Dalamar that he would never disobey him again.
"You and this 'Ladonna' can have these evil things to
yourselves!"
The old dwarf's dreams that first night were filled with
images of black-robed sorcerers who were fighting him
with deadly magic
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