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Dragonlance -- Mary Kirchoff - Kendermore
Atec Март 01 2008 15:16:58
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. "I don't see any tower. And I don't see anything
magical about these woods. Besides, how do you know
all this?"
"The grove's effect isn't physical," Trapspringer ex-
plained. "The grove just sort of... makes whatever
you're feeling at the moment seem more intense and hard
to control."
"Gods, that's stupid, Trapspringer! You obviously
think I'm a simpleton!" His eyes narrowed as he con-
fronted the kender. "I know what you're up to, though.
You think you can scare me into running away so you
can find Damaris. Then you'll go back to Kendermore as
the big hero and get the map from your nephew for your-
self!" He poked a finger into Trapspringer's chest. "You're
not dealing with some silly kender, you know." Phineas's
head was throbbing fiercely, and he'd never felt so angry
and frightened at the same time.
Trapspringer's almond-shaped eyes grew wide with
unaccustomed fury. "Silly kender! You smelly, bug-
infested sack of straw! You're nothing but a cowardly,
toadying hobgoblin! And I'll bet it comes from your
mother's side of the family! I never thought any human
could be stupid enough to reproduce with a hobgoblin,
but if there was one, he'd be your father! And he'd still be
smarter than you!" Trapspringer raised his hoopak
threateningly.
Phineas didn't wait to see what the kender intended to
do with his forked weapon. The human spun around,
dropped to his knees, and crawled furiously through the
brush and into the depths of the grove. He had to reach
the tower and find Damaris Metwinger before Trap-
springer!
"Phineas, come back!" Trapspringer called, tears well-
ing in his eyes
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