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I don't think this is him. " There's laughter at that the female voice joining in (a little doubtfully) and as I am set down on what feels like a padded table Rusty starts some new crack-he's got a whole standup routine it seems. I lose this bit of hilarity in a burst of sudden horror. I won't.
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Table joined their hands. "We are the Gods " they said in unison "and we command this world to be. " "Hearken unto the words of the Gods " Faldor declaimed. "Welcome are the Gods in the house of Faldor. " "The blessing of the Gods be upon the house of Faldor " the seven responded "and upon all this company. " And then they turned and as slowly as they had come they paced from the hall. And then came the gifts. There was much excitement at this for the gifts were all from Faldor and the good farmer struggled long each year to provide the most suitable gift for each of his people. New tunics and hose and gowns and shoes were much in evidence but Garion this year was nearly overwhelmed when he opened a smallish cloth - wrapped bundle and found a neat well-sheathed dagger. "He's nearly a man " Faldor explained to Aunt Pol "and a man always has need of a good knife. " Garion of course.
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