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Dragonlance Preludes 2 Vol 2 - Flint The King
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Some of the fires vanished from sight, trampled by the
dark line in its implacable advance, but closer pyres now il-
luminated the army. Flint wished for a rank of longbow-
men, or a catapult - any kind of missile with long range.
The sludge bombs, unfortunately, would only carry the dis-
tance of an Aghar toss - anywhere from one to fifty feet -
and he wouldn't risk the gully dwarves in the Agharpult un-
til he was ready to attack.
"Stand firm, there!" Flint bellowed at a nearby pair of
young hill dwarves who had started looking anxiously over
their shoulders.
He heard Perian shout similar encouragements on the
right flank, where she stood with Basalt and a small com-
pany of hill dwarves, supported by a reserve of Creeping
Wedgies.
Flint cast a quick glance to the left, where Tybalt stood
with the majority of the hill dwarves, concealed behind the
wall. Somewhere in that group, Flint knew, were Hildy, his
brother Bernhard, and his sister Fidelia. He thought briefly
of Bertina and Glynnis, who were both persuaded over their
loud objections to help supervise the young dwarves who
had been sent to safety in the hills
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