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Dragonlance Preludes 2 Vol 2 - Flint The King
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"Theiwar dwarves at that, the derro dwarves of Thor-
bardin."
"Derro? It can't be!" growled Flint. That was even worse.
Indeed, the derro - the race of dwarves that comprised the
bulk of the Theiwar clan - were known to be the most mali-
cious of mountain dwarves. Their magic-using shamans had
been the prime instigators of the Great Betrayal.
The other dwarf backed a step away this time and held up
his hands defensively. "I only know what I saw, friend, and I
saw derro strolling merrily among the dwarves of
Hillhome - and not a one of the hill dwarves was spitting on
'em, either."
"I can't believe that," Flint muttered, shaking his head. "I
can't believe my brothers would allow it. Our family used to
carry some weight in the village. Maybe you heard our
name - Fireforge? My brother's name is Aylmar Fireforge."
A shadow crossed the other dwarf's face fleetingly, and he
seemed almost to nod, then think better of it. "No, it doesn't
ring a bell," he said, then quickly added, "but I didn't stay
long enough to get to know anyone so very well."
Flint ran a weary hand through his salt-and-pepper mop
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