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Drizzt swung a long and heavy halberd, a polearm more than twice his height, in a slow arc. For all of Drizzt's attempts to keep the weapon under control, its momentum spun his tiny frame right to the ground.
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Existe una armonia en el universo, una sinfonia coral de felicidad. Para unirse al coro, uno debe encontrar la armonia interior, debe encontrar las notas verdaderas.
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Just agree, you stubborn child." "Secondboy!" Drizzt corrected, his voice again a growl, and his arms defiantly back over his chest."
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gods, rather than being outside entities, are personifications of what lies in our hearts. If this is true, then the many, varied gods of the human sects--deities of vastly different demeanors--reveal much about the race.
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Please enter," Kessell said with false courtesy. "Fear not for my trolls that you injured, they will surely heal!" He threw his head back and laughed. Drizzt felt a fool; to think that all of his caution and stealth had served no better purpose than to amuse the wizard!"
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unawares.
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The unusual experiences are those that create the memories, and a tenday of memories is more life than a year of routine. I
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half-ling
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courage in battle and courage in personal and emotional matters are often two separate attributes, and an abundance of one does not necessarily translate into an ample amount of the other.
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It is not just boredom that propels my steps along paths unknown, but a firm belief that the guiding principle of life must be a search not for what is, but for what could be.
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And Berg'inyon knew, too, why his brother wanted the first try at Drizzt. Drizzt had been trained by Zaknafein, Dantrag's principal rival, the one weapons master in Menzoberranzan whose fighting skills were more highly regarded than those of Dantrag. By all accounts, Drizzt had become at least Zaknafein's equal, and if Dantrag could defeat Drizzt, then he might at last come out from under Zaknafein's considerable shadow.
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Escape was impossible. Victory even more so. Wulfgar's only thought and desire at that moment was to be spared the indignity and anguish of lycanthropy. Then Drizzt entered the room.
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That did not go well," LaValle said when Entreri had left. "It went splendidly!" Pook disagreed."
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Take me," Catti-brie implored."
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I do not deal with denizens of the lower planes,
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haffling
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Take us to the guildhouse of Pasha Pook," Drizzt said, getting to the point, wanting to be done with his business and out of Calimport, "then you are dismissed." Sali Dalib paled at the request. "Pasha Poop?" he stammered. "Who is dis?"
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He snapped his scowl at Sali Dalib. "As you delay! You will take us to the guildhouse of Pasha Pook," he reiterated, more insistently, "and then you are dismissed." "Pook? Oh, Pook," the merchant beamed."
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No path by chance but by plot, Further steps along the road of his father's ghost. The traitor to Lolth is sought By he who hates him most. The fall of a house, the fall of a spear, Puncture the Spider Queen's pride as a dart. And now a needle for Drizzt Do'Urden to wear 'Neath the folds of his cloak, so deep in his heart. A challenge, renegade of renegade's seed, A golden ring thee cannot resist! Reach, but only when the beast is freed Fro..
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IN THE DARK OF GAUNTLGRYM'S THRONE ROOM, A SHIFTING STONE STOLE THE quiet. Then came a grunt, and more sounds of rocks sliding against each other. A black-bearded dwarf crawled from under the pile, then reached back and grabbed at something he had left behind, grunting with exertion as he tried to extricate it. "Durned thing's stuck," he muttered, and with a great tug, he pulled free a most curious helmet, one set with a long and oft-bloodi..
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Drizzi
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To say, then, that I would never again slay a drow, purely because they and I are of the same physical heritage, strikes me now as wrong, as simply racist. To place the measure of a living being's worth above that of another simply because that being wears the same color skin as I belittles my principles. The false values embodied in that long-ago vow have no place in my world, in the wide world of countless physical and cultural difference..
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I have heard, as well, by those who have seen Drizzt Do'Urden at fight and at play, that he is brilliant even considering the standards of his dark kin.
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Where do I sleep?" "Your home," Zak answered matter-of-factly. "Where do I take meals?" "Your home." Drizzt's eyes narrowed to slits and his face flushed in glowing heat. "Where do I ..." he began stubbornly, determined to foil the weapons master's logic. "Your home," Zak replied in the same measured and weighted timbre before Drizzt could finish the thought."
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One step at a time, and the first of those steps was to defeat the stoneskin, the magical defense that could turn any blade--but only for a certain number of attacks.
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Drizzt turned and tried to catch him, but the huge man bowled the drow over and continued on. Face first into a tree. Before Drizzt could get over to help, Wulfgar was up again and running, too scared and embarrassed, to even groan.
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Do you understand?" Drizzt whispered to Guenhwyvar one day. Off to the side, Belwar was fast asleep, flat on his back on the stone, using a rock for a pillow. Drizzt shook his head in continued amazement when he studied the little figure. He was beginning to suspect that the deep gnomes carried their affinity with the earth a bit too far. "Go get him," he prompted the cat Guenhwyvar lumbered over and plopped across the burrow-warden's legs...
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Do you understand?" Drizzt whispered to Guenhwyvar one day. Off to the side, Belwar was fast asleep, flat on his back on the stone, using a rock for a pillow. Drizzt shook his head in continued amazement when he studied the little figure. He was beginning to suspect that the deep gnomes carried their affinity with the earth a bit too far. "Go get him," he prompted the cat Guenhwyvar lumbered over and plopped across the burrow-warden's legs...
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Dark elf!" Belwar called as loudly as he dared. "Dark elf, take your panther away. Dark elf!"
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Oh, no, no," said Drizzt. "I am not so tired. I would not think of interrupting your game. I know that you both enjoy it so." He walked by, giving Guenhwyvar a complimentary pat on the head and a sly wink as he passed. "Dark elf!" Belwar grumbled at his back as Drizzt departed. But the drow kept going, and Guenhwyvar, with Drizzt's blessings, soon fell fast asleep."
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there can be no evil, nor any good, without intent.
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How many wars have been fought, man against man, with both armies espousing that god, a goodly god, was on their side and in their hearts?
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The wise thief does not steal the egg if his action will awaken the dragon.
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Comen out, leetle rodents,
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Comen out, leetle rodents," the human called in a language that the companions could not understand. The wizard reiterated the request in another tongue, then in drow, and then in two more unknown tongues, and then in svirfneblin. He continued on for many minutes,"
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more than survive, my son, as I have survived. Live! Be true to the callings in your heart.
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King dead. Me king
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I am Brister Fendlestick. Velcome to my hoomble home!
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Did you close that part of your life, Drizzt Do'Urden? And now are you afraid because it might again be opened?" Drizzt shook his head without hesitation, but it was an unconvincing movement. He paused a long while, they sighed deeply. "I am disappointed," the drow admitted. "In myself, for mt selfishness. I want to see Zaknafein again, to stand beside him and learn from him and listen to his words." Drizzt looked up at Cadderly, his expres..
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am Brister Fendlestick. Velcome to my hoomble home!
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We must allow for every contingency, must prepare for every eventuality and turn in the game.
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Drizzt, trying to play it calm, trying to hold fast to his principles, could not hide his grimace at the mention of his dead father, reputably the finest weapons master ever to draw swords in Menzoberranzan.
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Do you love him?" Danica dared to ask, referring ro the dark elf. Catti-brie blushed, and really had no answer. Of course she loved Drizzt, but she didn't know if she loved him in the way that Danica was speaking of. Drizzt and Catti-brie had agreed to put off any such feelings, but now, with Wulfgar gone for so many years and Catti-brie approaching the age of thirty, the question was beginning to resurface. "He is a handsome one," Danica r..
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A foundation that had been built of stone shifted like sand on the blowing wind.
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