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Dragonlance -- Mary Kirchoff - Kendermore
Atec Март 01 2008 15:16:58
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. Standing next to Tanis,
Flint's face was grim and his hand rested reflexively on the hammer
that always hung at his thick waist.
"What's this all about, Tas?" Tanis asked in his sternest voice.
"I'd like the answer to that as well," Otik demanded, focusing
his irritation at the kender. "You're disturbing the peace of my inn."
He looked at his kitchen staff, including his daughter Tika, all of
whom had gathered around the bar to see what was happening.
Tas stopped his struggling. "I think this lady wants me to go
back to Kendermore and get married," he said, avoiding his friends'
eyes.
"To her?" Flint asked, his brows raised in amazement.
"Don't be insulting!" the female dwarf cried, drawing back.
"Of course not, Flint," Tas sniffed. "She's not even a kender."
"Look," Tanis said impatiently. "Would somebody tell us what's
going one" He gazed directly at the unusually vivid-looking dwarf.
"Who are you, and what's the real reason you want Tasslehoff?"
The woman regarded Tanis's handsome face with interest. Suddenly
she thrust out her hand, palm down, and said sweetly, "My name is
Gisella Hornslager. Yours?"
"Tanis Half-Elven," he responded, awkwardly returning the
woman's crushing handshake.
Gisella withdrew her hand. "As I was saying, Buzzfoot is under
arrest for breaking a marriage oath according to some kender law or
another," she said vaguely. "Now, as much as I'd like to stay and
chat," she continued, letting her gaze wander down Tanis's lean form,
a smirk on her lips, "I really must be going
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