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. Sturm and Tanin, therefore, were now
approaching Gargath Castle clad only in loin cloths (having
coldly refused the offer of breastplates made of bone).
Palin and Dougan had been more fortunate, the mage
having kept his robes and the dwarf his red velvet jacket
and breeches (minus the hat). The reason for this leniency
on the chief's part was, Palin suspected, Dougan's
whispered remarks to the chief concerning the staff.
Contrary to what the dwarf had anticipated, the fact that the
staff belonged to Raistlin Majere caused the chief to open
his eyes wide in terror. Palin also suspected Dougan of
continuing to try to drum up a game (the dwarf wanted his
hat back badly), but the chief obviously wanted no part of
an object of such evil. The members of the tribe kept a
respectful distance from Palin after that, some waving
chickens' feet in his direction when they thought he wasn't
watching.
It didn't stop the warriors from marching him off down
the trail at spear point toward the castle with his brothers
and the chagrined Dougan, however.
"Put yourself in the place of one of these warriors," said
Palin, sweating in his hot robes but not daring to take them
off for fear the warriors would grab them
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