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| 18 | 332 | The Kur snarled, but the man, View more quotes about tarsk">Tarsk, Thrall of the Forkbeard, once Wulfstan of Kassau, did not move. |
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| 18 | 329 | Ivar motioned me back. |
| 18 | 330 | Blocking the path of the Kur was a man, in a kirtle of white wool, a collar of black iron at his throat. |
| 18 | 331 | He held his ax lifted. |
| 18 | 332 | The Kur snarled, but the man, Tarsk, Thrall of the Forkbeard, once Wulfstan of Kassau, did not move. |
| 18 | 333 | More than once today had I seen this fellow Tarsk at work in the fighting. |
| 18 | 334 | In the lines of Svein Blue Tooth, once he had fought not more than six men from my right. |
| 18 | 335 | His ax, and his kirtle, were much bloodied. |