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. All wizards,
those who followed both the paths of Good and of Evil,
subscribed to these laws. Renegades were a threat to
everyone and, as such, their lives were forfeit.
IT WOULD BE PALIN'S DUTY, AS A MAGE OF THE
WHITE ROBES, TO TRY TO RECLAIM THE RENEGADE
OR, IF THAT FAILED, TO TRAP HIM AND BRING HIM TO
THE CONCLAVE FOR JUSTICE. IT WOULD BE A
DIFFICULT TASK FOR A POWERFUL WIZARD OF THE
WHITE ROBES, MUCH LESS AN APPRENTICE MAGE.
THOSE OF THE BLACK ROBES HAD IT EASIER. "YOU,
MY UNCLE, WOULD HAVE SIMPLY KILLED HIM," PALIN
MURMURED IN A LOW VOICE, LEANING HIS CHEEK
AGAINST HIS staff.
"What do you think he's done with the women?" Sturm
asked anxiously.
The dwarf shrugged. "Used them for his pleasure, tossed
them into the volcano, sacrificed them in some unholy
magic rite. How should I know?"
Sturm looked grave; Tanin scowled; and Palin, truth be
told, looked frightened.
"Well, we're about as ready as we'll ever be, I guess,"
Tanin said heavily, gathering up a handful of spears. "These
look stupid," he muttered. "Maybe the dwarf's right. If
we're facing an evil wizard gone berserk, we might as well
die fighting with dignity instead of like kids playing at
knights and goblins."
"A weapon's a weapon, Tanin," Sturm said matter-of-
factly, taking a spear in his hand
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