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Dragonlance -- Margaret Weis And Tracy Hickman (Eds.) - Tales Ii, Vol. I - The Reign Of Istar
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. "I will abide
by your decision, but tell me, why do you risk yourself
here? Why do you do it?"
The elf considered his answer well before giving it to
the knight. "Because there is a balance to maintain ... and
Istar threatens to tip it too far the wrong way."
"Very well, then. Tell me now your plan. What
happens when we come to blows?"
Nelk tapped Arryl's chest with the tip of his mace.
'Then, while the crowd and Brother Gurim watch, I will kill
you, Sir Knight."
*****
So EAGER FOR BLOOD!
The day of the Games came too soon, yet not soon
enough. Arryl stood in the line of anxious gladiators, his
eyes scanning the packed stadium. Istar seemed especially
eager to watch the blood flow this day. Tremaine had heard
rumors that HE was the attraction. It had been rumored that
a Knight of Solamnia was among the fight ers. Despite the
fact that his armor was still a prize of the city guard, he had
no doubt that most of the crowd had picked him out
already.
Across from him stood Nelk ... and Sylverlin.
The Kingpriest's box was filled, but the holy monarch
himself was absent as usual. Today the box played host to a
group of men garbed in identical silver-and-white robes
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