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Dragonlance -- Margaret Weis And Tracy Hickman (Eds.) - Tales I, Vol. I - The Magic Of Krynn
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. . . about Raistlin. . . ."
"Yes," said Dunbar. "We ALL heard, some of us-I believe-
for the first time." The Sea Wizard glanced meaningfully at Palin,
who was staring at the floor.
Clearing his throat nervously, Caramon continued. "I guess
we'll be on our way."
The wizards exchanged looks. Justarius appeared
uncomfortable, Dalamar stem, Dunbar sad. But none of'them said
anything. Bowing, Caramon turned to leave and was just
motioning to his sons when Dalamar, with an irritated gesture, rose
to his feet.
"You cannot go, Caramon," the dark elf said. "There is still
much to discuss."
"Then say what you have to say!" Caramon stated angrily,
turning back around to face the wizards.
"I will say it, since these two"-he cast a scathing glance at his
fellow wizards-"are squeamish about challenging such devoted
faith as you have proclaimed. Perhaps they have forgotten the
grave danger we faced twenty-five years ago. I haven't." His hand
strayed to the torn robes. "I never can. My fears cannot be
dispelled by a 'vision,' no matter how touching." His lip curled
derisively. "Sit down, Caramon. Sit down and hear the truth these
two fear to speak."
"I do not fear to speak it, Dalamar." Justarius spoke in rebuking
tones. "I was thinking about the story Caramon related, its bearing
upon the matter-"
The dark elf snorted, but-at a piercing look from his superior-
he sat back down, wrapping his black robes around him
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