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Dragonlance -- Margaret Weis And Tracy Hickman (Eds.) - Tales I, Vol. Iii - Love And War
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"Who?" That was all that the kender said. Flint
swallowed his annoyance. "The Dark Army. An army of
the dead raised by dark clerics. In exchange for the dead
helping the clerics take the wood from the Forestmaster and
make it a fit place for the Queen of Darkness."
All, including the stag, shivered.
"The clerics would cast a spell that made the forest a
place where the dead would live again. That's why the
Forestmaster set guards on the border, to keep the wood
free of evil - but mostly to ward off the Dark Army."
"But the guards failed," the half-elf said softly. Flint
snorted again. "Failed? Failed? They broke their vows. The
stag offered the king and his men a chance to hunt in the
woods - the story's messy there;
I can't tell whether they hunted the stag or something else
- and the king leaped at it. He was rebellious, or
untrustworthy, or wanted some time away from his job.
That's another missing detail. Anyway, the king and his
men left their posts at the edge of Shadow Wood, for only
one day."
"But that was time enough." The knight who had first
seen the stag sounded grim. Clearly, the stag thought, this
one took oaths seriously. The stag shifted from hoof to hoof
uncomfortably
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