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Dragonlance -- Margaret Weis And Tracy Hickman (Eds.) - Tales I, Vol. I - The Magic Of Krynn
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Sturm fell to with a good appetite, however. Only Palin
remained standing, his hands folded in the sleeves of his white
robes.
"Please, Palin," said Dunbar more gently, looking at the young
man, "be seated. Soon we will join your father and you will
discover the reason you have been brought here. In the meanwhile,
I ask you to share bread and meat with me."
"Thank you. Master," Palin said, bowing respectfully.
"Dunbar, Dunbar . . ." The man waved his hand. "You are my
guests. We will not stand on formalities."
Palin sat down and began to eat, but it was obvious he did so
out of courtesy only. Dunbar and Sturm more than made up for
him, however, and soon even Tanin was lured from his self-
imposed role of protector by the delicious smells and the sight of
the others enjoying themselves.
"You . . . you said the heads of the OTHER Orders, Mast-
Dunbar," Palin ventured. "Are you-"
"Head of the Order of the White Robes. Yes." Dun-bar tore off
a hunk of bread with his strong teeth and washed it down with a
draught of ale which he drank in one long swallow. "I took over
when Par-Salian retired."
"Head of the Order?" Sturm looked at the big man in awe.
"But-what kind of wizard are you? What do you do?"
"I'll wager it's more than pulling the wings off bats," Tanin
mumbled through a mouthful of meat.
Palin appeared shocked, and frowned at his older brother. But
Dunbar only laughed again
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