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Dragonlance -- Margaret Weis And Tracy Hickman (Eds.) - Tales Ii, Vol. Ii - The Cataclysm
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"There's your evil, Griffort," he'd muttered.
He'd been about to start off from the devastated village
when he'd seen a door to one of the houses open. He slid
from view behind one of the nearby buildings.
With a quick-beating heart and silenced breathing,
Marakion watched the boy leave the village. "Well, well.
Looting the dead, eh? Where are your cohorts, Marauder?
Or did they just send you to scout the area?"
Marakion exulted in his discovery. The boy was headed
toward Mount Phineous! Marakion berated himself for not
thinking of it before. What better place for a band of
brigands than a Cataclysm-spawned, uninhabited mountain?
Marakion detached himself from the shadow of the
house and followed. He was not about to reveal himself to
his guide, at least not until the sanctuary was found.
"I'm coming, Marissa," he whispered as he fell into a
loping stride behind his prey.
*****
Occasionally during the trek up the mountain, the boy
turned to look at the sky, or at how far he'd separated
himself from the village. The ever alert Marakion moved
skillfully into a nearby copse of trees, ducked behind an
outcropping of rock or shrubbery. It wasn't difficult for
Marakion to remain hidden from the youngster's view. The
cloud cover made the terrain gloomy, and the falling snow
decreased visibility dramatically.
It was afternoon when the boy first stopped. After
extracting a few things from his pack, he dumped it on the
ground, sat on it, and began eating
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