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Dragonlance Preludes 2 Vol 2 - Flint The King
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Everyone agreed. Admonishing Nomscul to behave and
make sure his fellow Aghar did the same, Flint and the rest
set out through the village and past the brewery to the north
edge of town, where Moldoon's Inn beckoned invitingly.
For a moment the dwarf almost believed that his old com-
panion would come to the door of his inn to greet them. The
truth brought a thick lump to his throat, and he made a si-
lent vow to avenge Moldoon's death tenfold.
It was early afternoon, and Flint and Perian were fam-
ished. Turq brought them heaping plates of fresh, buttered
bread and stew. The innkeeper noted their noses wrinkled in
distaste.
"The bread's great, Turq, but have you something other
than stew?" At the dwarf's puzzled expression, Flint held up
a hand and shook his head ruefully. "Don't ask; it's too com-
plicated and not worth the bother to explain. But some meat
would be most welcome, if you have it."
Turq brought two steaks back within minutes. Flint and
Perian dug in like starving dwarves, while the bulk of Flint's
family looked on, waiting for them to finish. The pair ate
with great relish, with much smacking of lips and licking of
fingers
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