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| 10 | 534 | I would sorely View more quotes about miss">miss my friend, the ribald, hard-drinking, stomping, dancing Kamchak of the Tuchuks. |
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| 10 | 531 | "No," said Kamchak, and his eyes were like steel, "better death than shame". |
| 10 | 532 | I stepped back. |
| 10 | 533 | He was Tuchuk. |
| 10 | 534 | I would sorely miss my friend, the ribald, hard-drinking, stomping, dancing Kamchak of the Tuchuks. |
| 10 | 535 | In the last moment I cried out to Kamchak, "For the sake of Priest-Kings, hold the weapon thus!" trying to teach him the simplest of the commoner grips for the hilt of the short sword, permitting a large degree of both retention and flexibility. |
| 10 | 536 | But when I stepped away he was now holding it like a Gorean angle saw. |
| 10 | 537 | Even Kamras closed his eyes briefly, as though to shut out the spectacle. |