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Dragonlance Preludes 2 Vol 2 - Flint The King
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. As he broke past the
back ends of the vehicles, Tybalt, who was standing behind
one wagon, tossed a gleaming sword to his nephew. Basalt
turned in time to see the derro charge straight into the Fire-
forge's trap; two sturdy spear shafts shot out, knee high,
from either side of the passage. Tybalt held one, with his
shoulder braced against the wagon's open tailgate, and Ru-
berik held the other. The derro tumbled headlong over the
unexpected hurdles, sliding to a stop in the damp earth.
Seconds later, Tybalt, Ruberik, Basalt, and even Bertina
stood over the prone and cursing derro, holding contraband
weapons to their throats. "You were right about the weap-
ons and the wagons, lad," puffed Ruberik.
Bertina's face was flushed from the excitement and exer-
tion as she beamed at her son. Tybalt shook his spear at one
of the derro, commanding, "Bertina, you run and fetch the
mayor and anyone else from the council you can find.
Meanwhile, let's get this sorry lot tied up. I've a feeling the
truly nasty part of this job's just beginning."
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Hill dwarves from throughout the town quickly gathered
as the news of the derro's betrayal spread
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