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Dragonlance Preludes 2 Vol 2 - Flint The King
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Tybalt indicated the town hall, half a block away, which
included Hillhome's single jail cell.
The derro started to object but, apparently, something in
Tybalt's eyes stopped him. Also, by that time the crowd
around them had grown to several dozen or more onlook-
ers, all hill dwarves. Some of them clucked with dismay at
the sight of Moldoon's lifeless body, though none stepped
forward to offer comfort to the weeping Hildy.
With a shrug, the Theiwar dwarf picked up his short
sword, wiped off the blood, and sheathed his blade. Un-
buckling his belt, he handed it to the constable.
"But he... Moldoon..." Basalt choked on the words
through his outrage, watching the derro swagger down the
street with one of the constables. "By Reorx," cried Basalt,
"give me your axe, let me finish it here!" His voice was a wail
of despair.
"Let the law handle it," Tybalt said curtly. "It was a fight
on the street, with plenty of witnesses. A fight that might
have been avoided..."
Tybalt didn't finish the thought, but Basalt understood
his meaning. He looked at the crowd, desperately searching
for an understanding face, but saw only horror and pity
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