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Dragonlance Preludes 2 Vol 2 - Flint The King
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. As Pitrick was completing his cir-
cuit, the duty officer approached and saluted smartly.
"Tell me what is so important about this pathetic crea-
ture," Pitrick commanded.
The duty officer was admirably unshaken. "We caught
him trying to get into one of your warrens, Excellency. Nor-
mally we wouldn't think much about catching a gully
dwarf, but this one seemed almost to be looking for some-
thing specific. Usually they stick to the garbage piles and
compost heaps deep in the warrens, and almost never come
in this close."
Pitrick glared at the Aghar prisoner, inspecting the fel-
low's ragged garments. The gully dwarf offered a tentative,
gap-toothed smile, prompting Pitrick to slap him across the
face.
"You have done well," the hunchback said to the guard.
The derro reacted to the adviser's praise, if not with plea-
sure, at least with a noticeable sense of relief. "Tell me more.
What is in that warren."
"Mossweed, Excellency. North Warren Blue, specifically.
Your personal stock. Him being here in the first place was
odd enough, but that he'd try to steal smoke weed instead of
food - it just doesn't add up
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