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Dragonlance -- Mary Kirchoff - Kendermore
Atec Март 01 2008 15:16:58
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The kenderkarter met his friend, a vendor of roasted
chestnuts, and after much conferring, several more
flights of stairs, and a trip through the close-set stalls of a
farmer's market with chickens flying in their wake,
Phineas began to recognize the shops of his own neigh-
borhood.
"There!" Unclenching his white fingers from the edge
of the cart, the human pointed to the right. "There's my
shop!" He looked longingly at the familiar storefront,
which he had begun to wonder if he would ever see
again.
The kenderkarter abruptly dug in his heels, sending
the distracted human flying once more. His mouth
twisted. "I wish you wouldn't do that t" The human
jumped down from the cart and headed for his shop.
"Wait a second! Where's my thirty copper?" the kender
asked, setting the handles of the cart down in outrage.
"Thief! Help! Thief!"
Dozens of kender on the street looked up guiltily from
whatever it was they were doing and put their hands
back in their own pockets.
"Somebody get him!" the kender continued. "He's
nothing but a shoeless, orc-faced, cheating, goat-sucker
bird, and he owes me forty copper!"
Phineas, who was most offended by the orc comment,
turned around and snarled, "I live and work in this
neighborhood, if you don't mind! I'm getting your
twenty copper right now."
The obnoxious kender stood at his elbow while
Phineas searched his pockets for the key. It was gone,
which came as no great surprise to Phineas. He knew it
was useless to expect to find any money left in the cash
drawer, but he had a secret place behind a wall board in
the waiting room
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