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Palin kept the staff near him, always. If he wasn't holding it,
the staff rested near him, and he often reached out to touch
it reassuringly.
This night as on other nights, the sight of Tanin and Palin
entering the inn did not particularly impress those within,
except for one party. Seated at a grubby booth in a comer,
this group immediately began to jabber among themselves,
whispering and pointing. The whispering increased,
growing even more excited, when Sturm came in and
joined his brothers. Several members of the group nudged a
figure who was sitting nearest the wall, his face hidden in
deep shadows.
"Aye, I see, I see!" grumbled the figure. "You think
they'll do, do you?"
The others at the table nodded and chattered among
themselves enthusiastically. Smaller than the figure in the
shadows, they were just as hidden. Muffled to the eyebrows
in brown robes, their features and even their hands and feet
were indistinguishable.
The figure in the corner gave the young men a shrewd,
appraising scrutiny. The brown-robed creatures continued
to jabber. "Shut up, you buggers," the figure growled
irritably. "You'll attract their notice."
Those in the brown robes immediately hushed, falling
into a silence so deep they might have all tumbled into a
well
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