There were those who said Two Rivers folk could teach stones and give lessons to mules. Uno, Ingtar said, take one file and search the houses. He climbed one of the stairs to the top of the outer wall, to the wide parapet with its crenellated walls. Perhaps Ba'alzamon really was not there.
He pushed into an inn, under a sign of a big, white-striped badger dancing on its hind legs with a man carrying a silver shovel. We would stand out in Falme as strangers. He pointed: a man had stepped into the way ahead of them. Inside nestled two hard leather cases.
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