Flatbread and dried meat washed down with flat-tasting water; hardly a filling meal, tough and far from tasty. Loial gave a low hsst and grabbed at his foot, but he jerked free and rolled over the wall, dropping inside. Throw it away. You could have burned both of us to charcoal! Men! When you cannot win an argument, you either run away or resort to force.
Well, perhaps not Agelmar, but anyone else. In spite of himself Perrin's hand gripped his axe. Peace favor you, Rand al'Thor. He's human, so it could mean anything.
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