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Dragonlance -- Margaret Weis And Tracy Hickman (Eds.) - Tales I, Vol. I - The Magic Of Krynn
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. Though obviously old,
she was still a handsome woman. B'rak, though, could not think of
her as anything but someone's grandmother.
"My greetings to our guests."
Eliyah hugged her briefly and then turned back to the draconian
commander. "This is my mate, Aurilla Starleaf. She will prepare
food for you while I show your men where they may rest. Is that
acceptable?"
B'rak blinked. Acceptable? The question made him smile. He
was beginning to like these people and their ways. With a flourish
that would have done the Highlord justice, B'rak gave his
approval. The Speaker left and his mate entered the building. The
captain hesitated before following her and turned to the guards.
"See that I am not disturbed. Keep an eye on those two old
ones, too. Sith will see to it that you are relieved. Until then, I
expect you to be on your guard."
They saluted. B'rak nodded, turned, and sauntered inside,
feeling every inch the conqueror.
If the outside appearance of the dwelling hinted simplicity, the
inside stated it quite bluntly. There were few pieces of furniture,
save a table and two chairs. From the pillows and blankets
scattered around, B'rak guessed that the elves here had little use
for such things.
The female called Aurilla stepped into the room, a hot bowl in
her tiny hands. She gestured to the table. "Please sit. I have made
you some broth. I am sure you will find it to your liking
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