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. The young mage had learned enough
to know that their very lives might depend on presenting a
unified front to the world.
This the brothers, despite their differences, managed
quite successfully. So successfully, in fact, that they had
met with no trouble whatsoever on the long trip northward
from Solace. The two older brothers were big and brawny,
having inherited Caramon's girth and strength. Experienced
campaigners, they bore their battle scars proudly and wore
their swords with practiced ease. The youngest, Palin, was
tall and well-built, but it was the slender body of one
accustomed to study rather than to wielding weapons. Any
who might consider him an easy mark, however, could look
into the young man's handsome, serious face, note the
intense, penetrating gaze of the clear eyes, and think twice
about interfering with him.
The Staff of Magius that Palin carried might have had
something to do with this as well. Made of plain wood,
adorned with a faceted crystal held fast in a dragon's claw
made of gold, the staff gave no outward, visible sign of
being magical. But there was a kind of dark, unseen aura
around it, perhaps associated with its late master, that
viewers invariably perceived with a sense of uneasiness
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