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Dragonlance -- Mary Kirchoff - Kendermore
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. Its sails were furled,
but a gaudy, red-and-gold flag snapped smartly from the
top of the taller mast. The long, thin ship looked much
more elegant than the round, squat ships that crowded
the quays. Despite the shipwreck, Woodrow thought
longingly of the sea -- he was not keen for any more
bumpy riding on Winnie's back.
"What would we do with Winnie?" Tas asked.
"I'm sure we could bring him aboard. Ships carry live-
stock all the time."
'You're going to put me in a compartment with cows
and pigs and chickens that are waiting to be butchered?"
Winnie squealed. A passerby looked at the talking mam-
moth in stunned disbelief, then hurried by.
"That's the wrong attitude, Winnie," Woodrow said in
his most solicitous voice. "Look at it as a chance to save
your feet miles of stumbling over unfamiliar ground."
"All ground is unfamiliar to me. Remember where I've
been for the last fifteen years."
Tasslehoff stood up and stamped his feet on the dock
to dry them. "Let's go find out how much it would cost to
cross the Khurman Sea with a mammoth. Or even where
the ship is headed." Woodrow agreed with this sugges-
tion and stood up to join the kender when Winnie's
frightened voice stopped both of them.
"Wait, Tasslehoff, Woodrow," he said, his tone reluc-
tant. "I don't think I can ride on a boat." The mammoth
looked embarrassed.
Tas hugged one of Winnie's massive legs. "If you're
frightened by water, we'll travel overland so you can go
with us. Won't we, Woodrow?" the kender offered gen-
erously
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