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. "Tanis would never
forgive me!"
"Nor would our father," Laurana's brother added grimly.
"I'd rather we turned around and forgot that orb than to let
you go off unprotected!"
With a sad smile, Laurana placed her hands in theirs.
"You both know retrieving the dragon orb may be Krynn's
only hope, and everyone is counting on us. Besides, I won't
be alone-Sturm, Elistan, and Derek will be with me. If
there were any other way," she added, "I'd take it. But we
have no choice but to accept their terms, it seems. Please
don't make this more difficult for me than it is already."
Flint searched her eyes, sighing heavily. "Very well," he
said gruffly. "Besides, you don't want a grumpy old dwarf
slowing you down."
Gilthanas nodded slowly, but I could tell he wasn't
happy. He started to argue, but she continued to look at him
intently, pleadingly, until he shrugged angrily. "I'll stay, if
that's what you want," he said.
Sighing, Laurana turned back to Harald.
"What proof have we that you'll keep your end of the
bargain and will not harm them?" she asked.
Scratching his bearded chin, Harald thought about that
for a moment. Propped up against my staff, I watched
absently as the old man called Elistan came over to stand
beside Laurana.
It was then that I noticed the medallion around the old
man's neck. My breath caught in my throat, though this time
in fear-the hazy winter sun glistened off a golden
medallion in the shape of a platinum dragon, the symbol of
the true god, Paladine
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