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. All traces of laughter had vanished
from Dunbar s face. His gaze went to Palin and he almost
imperceptibly shook his head.
"Yes," Justarius continued softly, absently rubbing his leg with his
hand as though it pained him. "The test is difficult. But it is not
impossible. Par-Salian and the Heads of the Orders would not have
granted Raistlin permission to take it-as young as he was-if
they had not deemed it likely that he would succeed. And he
would have! Yes, Caramon! There is not a doubt in my mind or in
the minds of any who were present that day and witnessed it. Your
twin had the strength and the skill to succeed on his own. But he
chose the easy way, the sure way-he accepted the help of an evil
wizard, the greatest of our order who ever lived- Fistandantilus."
"Fistandantilus," Justarius repeated, his eyes on Pa-lin. "His
magic having gone awry, he died at Skullcap Mountain. But he
was powerful enough to defeat death itself. His spirit survived, on
another plane, waiting to find a body it could inhabit. And he
found that body. He found Raistlin."
Caramon sat silently, his eyes fixed on Justarius, his face red,
his jaw muscles stiff. He felt a hand on his shoulder and, glancing
up, saw Palin, who had come to stand behind him. Leaning down,
Palin whispered, "We can go, father. I'm sorry. I was wrong to
make you come. We don't have to listen . . ."
Justarius sighed. "Yes, young mage, you do have to listen, I am
afraid
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