Then he turned and pulled on one of Grod's arms.

They had not traveled far when Grod came running back.

When they reached the small room, Grod held up the torch.

Grod pointed back toward the top of the pass between the mountains.

Grod cleaned his plate and looked around for more to eat.

"I never saw Grod look so surprised in my life.

Grod swept the broken glass into one corner of the room.

She wouldn't have minded living with Grod, even though she'd be second woman.

Then he climbed down and went straight for Grod's spears.

When she found more she gave Grod three to carry.

As the boy backed away, Grod ran forward and picked up the bag of salt.

She looked over her shoulder giving Grod an accusing glare.

Gasping, nearly spent, he saw Grod pick up the chase.

Umpth immediately pointed to the right and Grod to the left.

Grod had the hot coal out and a torch held in readiness.

The little wizard looked up from her book, frowned at Grod and sighed.

Still half blinded by the sun, he nearly collided with Grod.

They looked at Grod for the answer, but he turned to Trap.

"You sit with your mouth shut while you're eating, Grod.

Beglug sat in the corner, holding one of Grod's boots.

"Long arms now," Grod moaned as they hauled him out into the open.

The two kender and the little wizard looked around, but they could not see Grod.

What do you think of the third choice, Grod?"

Honesty demanded he give Grod the credit for discovering the secret.

"No make good magic," Grod said as he too stared at the carcass.