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Dragonlance Preludes 2 Vol 2 - Flint The King
Atec Март 01 2008 15:09:29
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The sergeant shook his head sadly and clucked his
tongue. "You really shouldn't dwell on ugly thoughts. But I
will tell you what happened to a hill dwarf spy who got
caught in Thorbardin just two days ago."
Basalt's heart lurched, and he felt near to fainting from his
wounds. But he forced himself to listen to Dolbin's next
words.
"How shall I say it?" Dolbin tapped his chin in a mock-
sympathetic way. "I've got it! He's been relieved of the bur-
den of being a hill dwarf!" His men hooted with laughter.
Flint's dead. Dolbin could only be speaking of Flint. The
news dashed Basalt's last flickering hope and left him more
numb than the pounding he'd just taken. He was distantly
aware that Dolbin was addressing him.
"- won't ruin the game by giving up already, will you?
We'd make death doubly painful for a poor sport," he
warned. The derro roughly shoved Basalt through the circle
of dwarven soldiers. The hill dwarf fell, struggling again to
his feet while the soldiers kicked and jeered at him. Dolbin
squeezed Basalt's right shoulder hard and pointed him to the
edge of the clearing opposite where he'd burst in
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