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Dragonlance Preludes 2 Vol 2 - Flint The King
Atec Март 01 2008 15:09:29
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. "Dis-
appear all night and then come staggering home - a dis-
grace, that's what it is!"
Flint's feet were blistered and cold, and he had no patience
left. "Listen, Brother," he growled, fixing Ruberik with a
glare that halted him in his tracks. "I don't know what
branch of the family could produce such a tight-faced,
sneering, pompous sourpuss of a hill dwarf as yourself!"
Ruberik's eyes bugged out of his head, and he was too as-
tonished to reply before Flint continued. "Whatever quirk
of nature made you my brother, you are my younger
brother and you've taken too much advantage of my good
nature. Now, I've had enough of your self-important proc-
lamations. You have no idea where I've been or what I've
been doing, so I'll expect you to keep your opinions to your-
self and show some respect to your elders!"
Ruberick's ruddy face turned ruddier still, and he spun
about on his heel, clanging his milking can against the barn
door's frame in his haste to leave. Sighing heavily, Flint
stepped into the house and was thinking about grinding
some chicory root to make a hot morning cup when Bertina
scurried out from the depths of the house and set about the
task herself
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