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Dragonlance -- Margaret Weis And Tracy Hickman (Eds.) - Tales Ii, Vol. I - The Reign Of Istar
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. A man's life was
in danger."
"So you say." The cleric sounded skeptical.
Arryl's temper rose a bit at the thought that someone
would dare question his word, but he reminded himself that
the priest did not know he was a Knight of Solamnia.
"Is the sword your weapon?" The cleric pointed at the
blade lying on the street.
"I had no weapon. These belonged to them."
The cleric was genuinely impressed. "You took on two
men without a weapon?"
Tremaine shrugged. "I am a Knight of Solamnia, a
Knight of the Sword. I have been trained to fight with or
without weapons. The two who attacked were hardly a
threat." Arryl shrugged. "Swords and knives in the hands of
novices are generally more dangerous to themselves than to
anyone else."
The city guardsmen glanced at each other and muttered
among themselves. The cleric demanded quiet. Arryl noted
the silver stripe running across the man's chest, the same
stripe he had seen on Brother Gurim and several other
clerics since his arrival. He wondered briefly about its
meaning, but the priest demanded his attention again.
"Your name, Solamnian?"
"I am Arryl Tremaine."
"Arryl Tremaine, I want you to come with us."
"Excuse me, Brother, but I would like to return to my
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