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- Caramon’s dragon helm glinted in the flickering lights; his ringmail armor was visible whenever the wind blew his cape back. A longsword clanked against his thick thighs, a short bow and a quiver of arrows were slung over his shoulder, a dagger protruded from his belt. His shield was battered and dented from many fights. The giant was ready for anything.
- Excerpt From Dragons of Autumn Twilight, pg 92
- Margaret Weis & Tracy Hickman
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