Dragonlance: Dragons of Autumn Twilight Page #4

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Let him go!

DYou destroyed my village.

DOne step closer and the mage dies.

Bring me the Blue Crystal Staff,

lady of the QuDShu.

Obey me,

or I will kill your friends, one by one,

until you alone

are left begging for mercy.

I know what I must do.

If you believe in the gods,

you must trust them, and me.

Don't let Riverwind stop me.

DGoldmoon!

DShe knows what she's doing.

Good, you know your place.

Now, lay the staff down before me.

As you wish.

Go! Save the Disks!

Goldmoon! No!

This is your fault, halfDelf.

I could've stopped her.

We have to get out of here!

Back through the secret passage!

Riverwind, you'll be killed if you stay!

DTanis, come on!

DGo! I'm right behind you.

DTanis went back for Riverwind.

DBy the gods, they're dead.

DWhat happened?

DThe plainsman saved you.

DThe Disks?

DHere.

But there's a problem.

We cannot decipher them.

They're written in a language

I've never seen.

So that's it? Goldmoon died for nothing?

You know,

I'm really getting sick of these guys!

We should leave the city

before we run into more of them.

I go with you, but will miss my tribe.

Bupu, you have been

a good and true friend,

but I have to travel down a dark

and dangerous road.

DI can't ask you to go with me.

DBut you be sad without Bupu.

I'll be happy knowing

you're back with your people.

DYou sure?

DI'm sure.

Then I go. First, take present.

DThe Spellbook of Fistandantilus.

DYou like?

Yes, little one. I like. Thank you.

Farewell, Bupu.

It's not your fault, Tanis.

DI let her sacrifice herself for nothing.

DShe acted out of faith.

Then I know who's to blame!

What kind of gods are you

that you demand a human sacrifice?

I wanted to believe in you!

Well, we don't need you!

I don't need you.

Goldmoon?

Tanis, I told you, faith is the answer.

Goldmoon, you're alive.

I never should've doubted.

If you're still alive,

what about the dragon?

The dragon? Destroyed. Only through

my faith in Mishakal have I been reborn,

and she's made me a true cleric

with the gift of healing.

Mishakal, heal this man

who has served you so well.

She can heal without the staff.

That hasn't happened

since the gods left 300 years ago.

The gods didn't leave us.

We turned away from the gods.

And, hey, she cast that spell

without using those funny words.

Why can't you do that,

allDpowerful mage?

She's channeling

the power of a god, you dolt.

I'm wresting arcane energies

from the very fabric of the universe.

Dlt's completely different.

DMy lady, the Disks of Mishakal.

Even Raist couldn't read them.

Can you?

No, but Mishakal tells me

there is one who can.

One with the strength and wisdom

to unite the world

against the forces of evil.

DThe armies! War has begun.

DWe must return to Solace quickly.

There we will find

the great leader we are seeking.

Seems you found

the proof you've been looking for.

Only a real miracle

could've brought Goldmoon back.

I thought I'd feel different somehow,

but I feel the same.

Well, then maybe the problem's

never been up there.

Maybe it's always been in here.

I heard that. I heard people start

to lose their minds when they get old.

Not my head, your head!

I'm just saying that maybe

what you've been really searching for

is faith in yourself.

Solace!

DChaos. War. Death.

DWelcome home!

Move and I'll kill the kender.

Disarm them and take their gear.

We can't let them have the Disks.

If they realize what they are...

It'll be all right.

I have cast a spell upon our belongings.

Any who touch them

faces a hideous death,

painfully devoured

by the great worm Catyrpelius!

I've never heard of that spell.

Put them in the wagons.

Where are you taking us?

To Verminaard's slave mines

in Pax Tharkas.

My lord will be pleased

to have slaves of your caliber.

Caramon?

Tanthalas?

I almost didn't recognize you

with that beard. You look human.

DTanthalas?

DMy elven name.

This is Gilthanas, my cousin.

Theros!

He was helping the elves escape

Verminaard's genocide.

He now pays for his loyalty with his life.

DI'm a healer. He needn't die.

DAway!

Let him die in peace

without any of your barbarian rituals.

DGilthanas, she's a true cleric.

DThat's impossible.

Mishakal, grace this man

with your blessing.

If his destiny be not yet fulfilled,

heal him,

so he may live

and serve the cause of truth.

DWhoa. We're moving.

DGilthanas, what happened here?

Dragons.

Red dragons? We fought

a black dragon in Xak Tsaroth.

Dragons, you say?

Hey, you're that crazy storyteller

from the inn.

Yes, the name's Fla... Forb...

Fizban! That's it.

That's not a name.

It's not? That's too bad.

I was rather fond of it.

DYou know something of dragons?

DDragons? Where? Oh, yes, dragons.

Long ago there were countless dragons

in the world.

They were a nightmare to behold

and they dominated the lands.

What happened to them?

The Gods of Light bestowed a gift

upon the good people of the world.

The dragonlances.

They had the power to destroy dragons.

But that was long ago,

and the dragonlances have been lost.

Now it seems

the dragons have returned.

I saw you heal that man.

Can you help my daughter?

Brinna!

Mishakal, please heal this child

if it is her destiny.

Thank you. It doesn't hurt anymore.

Her injuries were too great.

You couldn't save her. I guess

even Mishakal isn't strong enough.

No, I'm not strong enough.

In the past there were clerics so faithful

that they could channel the magic

of the gods to bring back the dead.

Now only the Disks of Mishakal

can return that power to the world.

Finally, Porthios and his archers!

DThis is our chance to escape.

DHow? They took my lock picks.

Where are the gods

when you need them?

Here, let me. Knock!

DMagic? Why didn't you do that before?

DNo one asked me to.

The prisoners are escaping!

DWe need a diversion.

DComing right up.

Now, let's see. What's that called?

Oh, yes. Fireball!

DWe must retrieve the Disks!

DOver there!

Tas, get your lock picks

and free the other prisoners.

Everyone else, grab what you can.

Hurry!

Porthios, thank you for...

NonDelves are not allowed here,

Tanthalas.

I suggest you flee from this area

as fast as you can.

These people need your help.

It is enough that we have freed them,

human.

DWe elves have our own problems.

DTanis?

You will take everyone into Qualinesti

and provide for the refugees.

We will do nothing of the kind.

Humans caused the gods

to turn their backs on the world.

You're wrong! The gods never left.

I'm one of their clerics.

I saw her heal a man

who should've died.

The Speaker of the Suns may wish

to see this for himself.

I saw her come back from the dead

by the power of the Gods of Light.

Perhaps Gilthanas is right.

The Speaker will want to investigate

this claim.

DYou will be our honored guests.

DMore like honored prisoners.

DYou seem to know many of these elves.

DI was born here in Qualinesti.

And you're not welcome

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