Richard Knaak: Kaz the Minotaur

“Someone has to watch over him.” There was genuine affection for the kender in Kaz’s eyes.

“Do you think that three minotaurs are enough?” Bennett asked.

Kaz shook his head in a display of mock sorrow. “I doubt it.”

The minotaur mounted, and as he did, Bennett had a good look at the dwarven battle-axe that Kaz had hooked securely into his back harness. It seemed to glisten.

Assuring himself that the others, especially Delbin, were ready, Kaz looked down at the human one more time. His mood grew serious.

“Keep the knighthood vigilant, Bennett. Takhisis is out there, far beyond Krynn, but she has her eye on our home. Someday she might find a way to return to Krynn without the likes of demons such as Galan Dracos or fools such as Argaen Ravenshadow. That’s who we really fought-her, not a mad mage or a magic thief.”

“We have learned, Kaz. We will be more careful.”

“I hope so.” With an abrupt change of emotion, he turned with a smile to Helati and asked, “Well, where would you like to go first?”

She looked at her brother, then returned her gaze to Kaz. “You mentioned something about the icy regions to the south…”

“South it is, then!” Kaz saluted Bennett and winked.

“It should be fairly quiet down there this time of year!” The human chuckled and watched as the minotaur led his companions away. Kaz looked back once and waved. Bennett silently wished him luck. With a kender riding alongside him, and with Kaz’s own propensity for getting into trouble, the knight was certain he would need it.

Bennett almost wished he were going along.