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Dragonlance -- Margaret Weis And Tracy Hickman (Eds.) - Tales I, Vol. I - The Magic Of Krynn
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. B'rak sent men ahead in order to avoid an
ambush. As he walked, he noticed his head beginning to throb. An
unusual occurrence, he was not subject to such weakness. For-
tunately, the pain was not severe enough to affect his judgment.
-They met no resistance whatsoever. This might have been virgin
forest, with the draconians the first intelligent life to pass through
it. B'rak's warriors relaxed, their minds turning to thoughts of
looting. The captain frowned; discipline was slipping. He avoided
looking at Vergrim, knowing the other would be wearing that
mocking smile.
The village, when they came to it, was so small as to be almost
unbelievable. It couldn't house more than a dozen families. The
homes were simple, more like one might have expected humans to
live in than elves.
B'rak saw immediately that even with only twenty warriors and
the magic-user, he could still have taken it easily. He spat on the
ground, the throbbing in his head increasing his anger tenfold. Too
simple.
Unrest was spreading through his patrol. Even Sith, always
calm and quiet, was shifting impatiently. It Had been far too long
since any of them had seen action, and now it appeared that they
had been deprived of it once more. B'rak finally gave the signal.
The patrol advanced into the clearing.
At first, they saw no one. Then, gradually, heads appeared in
windows and doorways. Surprisingly, there were no looks of
anger, no shouts of hate
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