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Dragonlance -- Mary Kirchoff - Kendermore
Atec Март 01 2008 15:16:58
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. Tas recognized a griffon, a dragon, a unicorn, a
horse with a fish's tail, and an enormous wolf with the
head of a man. Eyes as wide as a full moon, the kender
ran from one to the next, convinced that each was more
beautiful than the last: stroking their manes, peering in
their mouths, counting talons, eyes, and in some cases,
heads.
"I'm most interested in that contraption myself," the
baron said, rubbing his square jaw thoughtfully. "I am
told that it is called a 'carousel.' It is being constructed for
Oktoberfest by a gnome, another unusual visitor to our
city."
"What does it do?" the kender asked.
"I'm not sure," Baron Krakold confessed. "I believe one
rides it." A look of fatigue crossed the baron's weathered
face. "But we can see it in action tomorrow. Now we will
go to my home, dine, and rest before tomorrow's festivi-
ties." With that, Baron Krakold signaled his party for-
ward. Tasslehoff followed reluctantly; Woodrow trailed
silently. Behind them, Gisella was deep in thought. This
was an opportunity of tremendous potential but she had
to make the most of it. The gully dwarves reverently
tripped over their shoelaces in her wake.
They wound through Rosloviggen's narrow, immacu-
late streets until Tas was certain they had traveled every
alley in the town. When he was just about to announce
that they must be lost, they emerged into a large, open
space containing only a single house and several out-
buildings. The front yard, like every other front yard in
Rosloviggen, held a neatly manicured garden of small,
flowering shrubs and perfectly shaped trees
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