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Dragonlance Preludes 2 Vol 2 - Flint The King
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. As a consequence, Basalt had adopted Flint as his
mentor.
Flint flashed on a collage of faces and names, his own
younger brothers and sisters - harrns and frawls, as the
dwarven sexes were noted. There was Ruberik, Bernhard,
Thaxtil - or was that Tybalt? Quiet, demure Glynnis and
brash Fidelia emerged from the faces of his sisters. He had
left home before the seven youngest siblings had been much
more than babes, and he had forgotten most of their names
since his last visit.
It was not unusual for dwarves to loose track of their rela-
tives, but Flint wondered now if perhaps he should have
paid more attention to the younger children - they had been
a good bunch, always eager to fetch things for their older
brother, willing to give up the extra pastry or bite of meat
for the brawny Flint. And there had never been that much to
go around.
With a start, Flint realized that if he did not hurry now,
the sun would set before he came to the edge of Darken
Wood. He stepped up the pace. Even so, it was already early
evening on his first day out of Solace when Flint at last came
upon the White-rage River
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