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Dragonlance -- Mary Kirchoff - Kendermore
Atec Март 01 2008 15:16:58
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. He peered closely at Trapspringer. "Wait a
minute, I remember you! Weren't you here several days
ago? I was very cross with you when I found you'd run
away." He looked disparagingly at Damaris and Phi-
neas. "I see Nosy and Nutsy are still with you."
Damaris's chin rose haughtily, and Phineas scowled.
Vinsint was abruptly swept away by the sea of kender,
many of whom wanted to get reacquainted, having
been helped through the grove by him over the years.
Tasslehoff turned to Trapspringer, his face a puzzled
mask. "I'd like to know where these kender came from
myself," he said. "Especially you, Uncle."
"And hello to you, too, Nephew. You're looking
well!" the elder Furrfoot exclaimed, clasping Tasslehoff
to him in an embrace.
After returning the hug, Tasslehoff drew back. "Un-
cle Trapspringer, what are you doing here at the Tower
af High Sorcery? Is this where you're being held pris-
oner? I'm supposed to marry some silly little minx, but
I'll do it happily if it means you'll be set free."
"Uh, Tasslehoff," Trapspringer interrupted, coughing
uncomfortably as Damaris elbowed her way through
the crowd to them, "I'd like you to meet your
birthmate. Damaris Metwinger, this is Tasslehoff Burr-
foot.-
The surprises were mounting up so fast that Tassle-
hoff didn't notice Damaris's angry glare. "Pleased to
meet you," he said, extending his hand.
The blonde kender pushed him away angrily. "Silly
little minx, eh? I wouldn't marry you if you were the
last man on Krynn!" With that, she stormed off and was
swallowed up by the swirling mass of flesh filling the
room
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