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Dragonlance -- Margaret Weis And Tracy Hickman (Eds.) - Tales Ii, Vol. I - The Reign Of Istar
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They were clerics of the Order of Paladine. Arryl
acknowledged their presence with a polite nod. "Good
evening to you, brothers."
"May the blessings of the Kingpriest be upon you,
brother," responded the smallest of the trio. His
companions said nothing, merely nodded. It was clear that
the one in the middle was the senior. "Am I correct? Do we
have the honor of addressing one of our Solamnic
brethren?"
The two acolytes, for that was what they must be,
looked more like soldiers than priests. Of course, the Order
of Paladine contained capable fighters, even if they were
forbidden to use blades. They fought with blunt weapons,
such as maces, like the ones these two had resting on the
table. Arryl suspected that these two acted as bodyguards
for the third, which said something for his authority and
power.
Not that he looked all that powerful. The priest was
thin, with slightly hunched shoulders. His face was long
and narrow and reminded Arryl of a rat. Nevertheless, the
man WAS a holy brother.
"I am Arryl Tremaine, Knight of the Sword," he
answered politely.
"As I thought. A Solamnic warrior." The cleric clasped
both hands together. Arryl noted that the priest wore thin
leather gloves that matched the cleric's robes
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