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. We've seen no others since."
Though Harald's wide face spread into a grin, I could see
that he did not trust these strangers yet. "Bull-men have
long plagued us. We owe you a great debt. Come to our
camp and rest. We will feed and clothe you properly before
you continue across the glacier."
This was not just mere politeness. I knew that Harald
wanted to question the strangers further and he felt more
comfortable back on his own ground. And, if he did not like
their answers . . . they would never leave our village alive.
The sour-faced dwarf stepped forward and hitched up his
gear. "Well, I certainly could use some warm food and
clothing," he grumbled. "This wild-goose chase the kender
has us on for some silly dragon orb we know nothing about
is enough to freeze a man's bones!"
The knight, Derek, could hold himself in check no longer.
"We can't waste time in revelry! Besides, how do we know we can
trust these barbarians? I say we leave immediately!" Reaching out,
Derek grabbed hold of Laurana, intending perhaps to emphasize
his point by forcing her to look him in the eyes.
It didn't work.
The huge white bear had been standing calmly next to Laurana.
When Derek caught hold of the elf maid, the bear roared in anger
and suddenly stood up on its hind legs. Its massive frame stretched
to a height that dwarfed even Harald, and it swayed menacingly
over the knight, snarling and growling as if daring him to move
again
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