|Then Tasslehoff's shrill voice rang out. "These scum will fight for anyone, Tanis. Throw them soem dog meat once in a while and they're yours forev -" "Dog meat!" The goblin croaked and turned from Flint in a rage. "How about kender meat, you little squeaker!" The goblin flapped toward the apparently unarmed kender, it's purplish red hands grasping for his neck.
from Dragons of Autumn Twilight by Margaret Weis and Tracy Hickman