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Dragonlance -- Margaret Weis And Tracy Hickman (Eds.) - Tales Ii, Vol. I - The Reign Of Istar
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. Fortunately for him, the target
grew larger with each passing second. Unfortunately -
again, from the bowman's perspective - the target did not
behave predictably.
At the end of the bridge Horgan dove forward, tucked
his body into a ball, and executed a forward roll. He heard
the CLUNK of the crossbow and the curse of the shooter as
his missile sped over the compact bundle of the dwarf's
body.
Completing one somersault, the dwarf bounced to his
feet, shield and axe poised and ready for battle. "Hah!" he
shouted, looking up at the snorting bay. The quivering
horse reared away from the strange figure.
"Heathen! Paladine will curse your impudence!"
bellowed the centurion, struggling to control his horse as
the steed danced in agitation.
"Flee! Run back to Istar!" bellowed Horgan. He darted
past the centurion and lunged at the two horses held by the
second footman. The poor beasts stared in terror at the
bounding, sputtering dwarf. In another instant, they broke
and turned to gallop down the trail. The two footmen
hesitated, then ran after them, not wanting to be left to walk
through hostile territory.
"The fires that are evil's reward will be your just end!"
The officer shrieked his curse as he tried to whip his horse
through a tight turn
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