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 After a violent battle that taxes you to the limit of your combat skills the Reaver lies dead on the stone floor of the Lesser Hall. Only with a sturdy weapon in your hands did you have any chance of victory against such a powerful beast and the Dragonclaw gave you the edge you needed. Quickly cleaning its blade on a scrap of cloth you strap the weapon to a series of fastenings on your pack. This takes only a moment but you have little time to linger here. From somewhere near you can hear the clatter of heavily shod feet moving your way. Your combat with the Reaver has attracted some unwanted attention.
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This book, and its associated books and other documents in the Chronicles of Arborell series are the intellectual property of the author, Wayne F Densley, and all rights are reserved by him. Windhammer is best viewed at 1024 x 768 resolution. Any questions regarding the Chronicles of Arborell can be answered by emailing the author at densleyw@shoal.net.au
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