Armored men, at least fifty of them, with overlapping steel plates down their chests and dull black helmets shaped like insects' heads, s And two of the lamb. Tell me, Rand, do you play at dice, too? They play a simpler game here, with only three dice. A dark-eyed man in his middle years, with an old scar above his eyes and another nicking his chin, his name was Caban, and he had nothing but contempt for anyone this side of the Aryth Ocean.
I am called Cuale, my Lord. It's good enough for me, Rand said. Wolves' names were always complex images. Domon got to his feet, and saw what Turak held in his long-nailed fingers.
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