Ch. 2, Page 21

Tenser, Robilar, and Terik stood nearby and watched as fire spread through the fort.

"A good night's work, gentlemen," Robilar said.

"We never did let the prisoners out..." Tenser said.

"I'm sure they'll be fine," Robilar lied.

"You two going soft on me?" Terik asked, looking at both of them.  "We came to take care of some bandits and we took care of them and now it's over.  So let's see if we can find me a bed to sleep in before it's morning, shall we?"


Inside the fort, up on the hill, a good night's sleep was the last thing on the minds of Drake and Gronan...

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Ch. 2, Page 20

Tenser was still impatient while Robilar and Terik drank round after round of the bandits' wine.  The last thing Tenser wanted now was to return to Greyhawk City with two annoying drunks, but the two fighting men surprised him with their constitutions, or more specifically their ability to hold liquor. 

And then Robilar surprised him again by raising his tankard and, solemnly, saying, "A toast, gentlemen, to those who died here this night.  Let us pray their lives had some valor in them." 

Terik joined him in that toast and Tenser nodded in agreement. 

"Now, let's finally burn this place down!" Terik said after finishing his last drink.

This part proved easy, as Robilar already knew where large leather flasks of oil were stored.  They had only to light a torch and decide where to start the conflagration...

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