Oh, I don't know what I mean. You admire my damane? She cost me dear, but she was worth every coin. Rand strode over to his sword and buckled it at his waist. Rand desperately wanted to seek the void.
There were those who said that as hard and renowned a fighter as Agelmar was, he was no better than an even match for his sister. If simply carrying it was dangerous, he did not want to know what a cut from it would do. I do not know, Rand. Show that, and you will have guestright, and help if you need it, from any lord in the Borderlands.
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