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Dragonlance Preludes 2 Vol 2 - Flint The King
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. "I can see it - or something -
moving down there," she whispered. "There it is again!"
Flint blinked, trying to focus on the small patch of floor at
the bottom of the twisting shaft. He could hear the sound
plainly now. It was a dragging, sloshing sort of noise, punc-
tuated with numerous clicks and slaps. Though vaguely fa-
miliar, he couldn't quite identify it.
Until the smell reached them. With sickening thickness,
the stench of rot and waste rose around them, filling the tun-
nel. Perian shrank back to the wall as Flint spat, trying to
clear the taste from his mouth. "What is it'/" groaned the
frawl.
"Carrion crawler," answered the hill dwarf. "They eat
most anything, as long as it's dead. If it's not, all the better,
they have fun killing it. They can climb, too, so I expect it
will be coming up." As if on cue, a section of pink and purple
flesh passed across the pit floor. A moment later, an enor-
mous green eye stared up at the pair. Glistening tentacles,
each more than five feet long, circled a gnashing mouth
filled with hundreds of grinding teeth. The head swayed
back and forth, into view and then out again
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