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313: It was as heavy as she had feared, and tok some wrestling to get free of the plinth before she could hold it and test the weight. With an effort and a grunt she might be able to swing it, but the grace and elegance of a ruffled musk ox. She tugged at the length of cloth hanging from the standing stone, the smooth cloth drifting down to her as it came free of it's perch, and she spent some time wrapping the length of the blade, before lifting it onto her back and fixing it here. The torch