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- Tanis, recovering from his initial shock, heard Sturm’s yell and crashed through the brush out onto the road. He swung the flat of his sword blade like a club and struck the creature that had Sturm pinned to the ground. The cleric fell over with a shriek and Tanis was able to drag the wounded knight into the brush.
- “My sword,” Sturm mumbled, dazed. Blood poured down his face; he tried unsuccessfully to wipe it away.
- Excerpt From Dragons of Autumn Twilight, pg 156
- Margaret Weis & Tracy Hickman
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