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. "Palin?"
The young mage's heart beat fast. Who knows what
magical powers the Graygem possesses? he thought
suddenly. It could enhance my power, and I wouldn't need
any great archmage to teach me! I might become a great
archmage myself, just by touching it or ... Palin shook his
head. Raising his eyes, he saw his brothers' faces. Tanin's
was ugly with greed, Sturm's twisted with ambition. My
own face - Palin put his hand on it - what must it look like
to them? He glanced down at his robes and saw their white
color faded to dirty gray. It might just be from the salt
water, but it might be from something else. . . .
"My brothers," he said urgently, "listen to us! Think
what you just said! Tanin, since when did you ever go in
search of wealth and not adventure!"
Tanin blinked, as if waking from a dream. "You're right!
Wealth! What am I talking about? I never cared that much
for money - "
"The power of the Graygem is speaking," Dougan cried.
"It's beginning to corrupt you, as it corrupted others." His
gaze went to the gnomes. The shoving and pushing had
escalated into punching and tossing one another overboard.
"I say we should at least investigate this island," Palin
said in a low voice so that the dwarf would not overhear
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