Voices suddenly came from the outer room, men exclaiming in disgust and anger. This was not his first attempt to dig through the stone with his bare hands. Rand did not glance at the bundle in Loial's arms; the blanket with its colorful stripes hung bunched over the Ogier's thick arms and disguised the chest well. The others perhaps had the same thought, for they all rode bunched tightly on the dark mare's heels.
By this time, he's probably already waiting there for me. That is what I collect, trader. Why would they go in there and stay?Loial bent to put his mouth close to Rand's ear. Torn flesh.
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