A white featherlay stitched across a red one on her chest armor, indicating her premier rank as a warrior-healer. “But your greatest trial is about to start. Exhausted beyond measure, the First Wizard looked around. Say, I wanner buy a book.
First they went to a tailorshop where a longnosed yel-low man whom Doc Bingham addressed as Lee shuffled out to meet them. Tristan smiled at her. In their arms they held a highly unusual creature. A very oldpushover, but a pushover, nonetheless.
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