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Dragonlance -- Mary Kirchoff - Kendermore
Atec Март 01 2008 15:16:58
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. "Don't bother thanking me for driving away only
the most evil, awful, icky-looking frightosaurus that
was materializing right here. Or for rescuing everyone
from Garfigtown --"
"Gelfigburg!"
"Whatever." Seeing Tasslehoff's and Trapspringer's
questioning looks over her last claim, Damaris added
humbly, "Of course, Burrfoot helped a little. However,
let me point out that had I not run off to the Ruins to es-
cape marriage, Trapspringer would not have been here
to recognize his nephew when he popped through the
dimensional curtain, and you --" she poked Harkul's
massive chest "-- wouldn't have found a way to keep
the portal open." Damaris finished her tirade out of
breath but with her nose held high.
"I'd like to point out that it was my idea to come look-
ing for Damaris in the first place," Phineas sniffed. His
jacket was stained with chocolate and candied cherry
juice, his hair still standing on end from its brush with
static electricity.
"They're both right," Trapspringer concluded, step-
ping between Damaris and Gelfig. "But there's an even
bigger problem here. Tasslehoff's friend, that big,
nasty-looking fellow, is trapped in Gelfigburg. With
the lever broken, we can't activate the gate to get him
back out. And frankly, after what just happened, I'm
not sure it's a good idea to play around with this thing
too much more."
But to Trapspringer's surprise, his nephew looked de-
lighted. "Don't worry about that. His name is Denzil
and he isn't my friend at all. He was going to kill me, in
fact, or at least break all of my bones and then pull my
arms off
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