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+>TM 4\r
+>LS 2\r
+>PS ON\r
+>PL60\r
+>SM6\r
+>CP ON\r
+>FO OFF\r
+>------L-----------------------!---------------------------R\r
+ \ 5ä105\ 5ä \r
+\r
+ Warily the Vakeros move forward to surround you, \r\8a their spears held out at arm's length as if they are \r\8a afraid to come to close. Their officer, a young \r\8a lieutenant, steps a pace nearer and you can see that \r\8a he is sweating profusely. It is a warm night but this \r\8a is not the reason he is perspiring: he is terrified. \r\8a Then he recognises the style of your tunic, and when \r\8a he looks carefully at your face you see the whipcord \r\8a tension in his body begin to ease.\r
+\r
+ "You're a Kai ?"\r
+\r
+ "Yes," you reply, "I'm a journeyman bound for \r\8a Elzian."\r
+\r
+ The Vakeros signals to his men and expertly they \r\8a couch their spears and form up into a column in \r\8a readiness to march.\r
+\r
+ "Well, master Kai," says the lieutenant, "You're \r\8a going to have to come with us."\r
+\r
+\r
+ Turn to \ 5â285\ 5â\r