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Dragonlance -- Margaret Weis And Tracy Hickman (Eds.) - Tales Ii, Vol. I - The Reign Of Istar
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PRAY FOR THE DAY WHEN THE KNIGHTHOOD ONCE
MORE TAKES ITS RIGHTFUL PLACE AS HIS
HOLINESS'S TOOL....
"Brother Gurim may even think this a plot by your kind
to undermine the authority of the Holy One. That alone
would be enough to have you executed," added the half-elf.
It was such a preposterous thought that Arryl could not
take it seriously. He decided it was time to turn the
conversation. "And you, Fen Sunbrother? What harm have
you done that sentences you to the arena?"
He had expected something on the order of thievery,
but the half-elf shrugged and said, "I'm a 'breed.' A
mongrel."
"That is hardly a crime."
The half-elf turned his attention to the unappetizing
gruel. "Welcome to Istar, Sir Knight."
*****
Another day dawned. Arryl refused to take the sword
Sylverlin handed to him. Sylverlin taunted, jeered, insulted
him. The knight ignored him.
Nelk watched in silence.
Sylverlin shoved the knight a couple of times, but did
him no harm. Tremaine wondered at Nelk's ploy. It would
have been simple enough to execute the knight, but
someone appeared to want more. Someone wanted Arryl to
fight in the arena. He thought he understood
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