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RASHA LAY PRONE ON THE roof, watching Jak on the ground below, wondering if he forgot the signal or had decided to audition for the theater down there. The way he was dancing and prancing around, she couldn't make out what any of them were saying.
At last, Jak pulled out his sword, giving her the signal.
She whistled for her dragon, who swooped in with a screech and a roar.
Rasha climbed onto her mount and they descended, landing hard on the ground in front of the tavern. Inside, the men who saw the dragon scattered in all directions.
Jak came running out first.
"What the yahtz was that? I said come in quiet!" Jak leapt up behind her onto the dragon and pointed to the side door with his sword.
"Dragons aren't quiet! Or didn't you know?" Rasha directed the dragon to where he'd po
