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Dragonlance -- Margaret Weis And Tracy Hickman (Eds.) - Tales Ii, Vol. I - The Reign Of Istar
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"I ... understand."
Nelk took a tighter hold of the reins in his hand. "May
the blessings of Kinthalas and Chislev be upon you, Arryl
Tremaine."
The Solamnian glanced up at the mention of the latter
name. Chislev was a neutral goddess who had a fondness
for the elven race. She was the goddess of nature, of life in
the forest.
Nelk met his gaze. "Yes, I will not deny that my own
blood, however darkened, might also be responsible for my
desire to maintain the balance of life."
Turning his horse, the cleric started to depart. Arryl,
though, felt he needed something solid to cling to,
something to explain the inexplicable.
"Nelk, wait. I need to know ... Fen told me ... Nelk is
not your true name, is it?"
"No, Sir Knight." Bitterness crept into the elf's voice.
He halted his steed. "It was given to me when I was cast
out. There is no direct translation from my tongue, but it
essentially means 'of no faith, lacking in belief.' To my
people, that name was the greatest punishment they could
lay upon me."
"How could they - "
"By their beliefs, I was ever a betrayer of the way.
Even though I still followed the gods, I did not follow them
in the manner elves deemed proper
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