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Dragonlance -- Margaret Weis And Tracy Hickman (Eds.) - Tales I, Vol. Iii - Love And War
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"A place by the fire this night," said the guest in a low
voice.
"I do believe a room's opened up," announced Slegart to
the delight of the goblinish humans, who greeted this
remark with coarse laughs and guffaws. Even the warrior
grinned ruefully and shook his head, reaching across the
table to nudge his brother. The mage said nothing, only
gestured irritably for his drink.
"I'll take the room," the guest said, reaching into its
purse and handing two more coins to the grinning
innkeeper.
"Very good. . . ." Noticing the guest's fine clothes,
made of rich material, Slegart thought it wise to bow. "Uh,
what name . . . ?"
"Do the room and I need an introduction?" the guest
asked sharply.
The warrior chuckled appreciatively at this, and it
seemed as if even the mage responded, for the hooded head
moved slightly as he sipped his steaming, foul-smelling
drink.
Somewhat at a loss for words, Slegart was fumbling
about in his mind, trying to think of another way to
determine his mysterious guest's identity, when the guest
turned from him and headed for a table located in a
shadowed comer as far from the fire as possible. "Meat and
drink." It tossed the words over its shoulder in an imperious
tone
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