By Richard A. Knaak
The warfare of Souls has ended, yet Krynn continues to be rife with clash. The elven
land of Silvanesti is not any extra, changed by way of the minotaur colony of Ambeon.
A new emperor sits at the throne in Nethosak, his darkish Protectors subsidized via the magic of the Forerunners. Resistance to the empire is all yet crushed.
The rebellion's final wish, Faros, struggles with own demons. yet, all of sudden strengthened by way of the very gods he has renounced, the valid inheritor rises up opposed to stumbling blocks all too genuine in addition to others fantastical. a deadly disease of abominations descends upon Faros’s forces as they typhoon the capital...forcing a memorable showdown with the evil usurpers.
The trilogy that begun with dire occasions of evening OF BLOOD and persisted with the epic struggles in TIDES OF BLOOD now arrives at this exciting end.
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Notwithstanding, the Fury paid them no heed. just like the island, it all started to lose definition. “What do you think that is going on to them? ” Botanos murmured. If Faros understood Gaerth, they'd sail till they died. Faros idea bitterly of Sargonnas, of Morgion, of all of the deities. “One god or one other will declare them. Aren’t all of us pawns of the gods? ” the large mariner had no answer. Faros watched the Fury vanish towards its destiny, then begun towards the bow. He had no suggestion the place Gaerth’s escort might take them, however the quicker the island used to be simply one other buried reminiscence, the higher. For the cost of one send, he had the offers and hands for the remainder. The uprising may well pass on as deliberate. And extra minotaurs might die because the gods stood by way of and saw. Maritia dreamed she used to be nonetheless a prisoner in Golgren’s cabin. notwithstanding, this used to be now not her present nightmare. It was once worse than that. She woke up to discover the Grand Lord himself mendacity at her facet. She rolled clear of him, one hand achieving for a dagger that she couldn’t locate. To her horror, Maritia found she used to be clad merely in a blanket. “I’ll flay you alive! ” she growled at Golgren. Her eyes darted round the cabin. There needed to be anything she may well use as a weapon. The Grand Lord lightly rose. He were sitting correct beside Maritia’s head. To her reduction, she observed he was once wearing darkish brown and eco-friendly pants, tunic, and cloak, besides excessive, leather-based boots. “No damage is meant,” he acknowledged, smiling. good conscious of the duplicity constantly lurking in that smile, Maritia used to be certainly not assuaged. She gestured at her naked garment. “No damage? What of this? ” “There have been wounds to are inclined to. The armor, it needed to be got rid of on your sake. ” “By you, after all! ” He chuckled, an obscene sound to her ears. “No, no. My servant. ” Golgren gestured. “Please, glance. ” one of the pillows, Maritia observed her garments well arrayed. The armor have been prepared meticulously. Her sword lay within reach … and her father’s dagger subsequent to the sword. All were freshly polished. “Nagroch gave fake phrases. The dagger he had. ” “As I stated. ” Pushing again her unfastened mane, Maritia bared her the teeth. “I’d wish to dress. ” Golgren easily became his again, a gesture intended to end up either his belief and his energy. nonetheless a bit unsteady on her toes, Maritia reached for her garments. The Grand Lord with courtesy well-liked the cabin wall. whilst she had her breastplate and kilt on, she muttered irritably, “If you should flip and face me, you are able to do so now. ” As he became, Golgren bowed like a human courtier. He dressed like an elf occasionally; now he was once bowing like a human. Maritia puzzled what race he may subsequent emulate. The Grand Lord used to be an extraordinary ogre, a contradiction now and then. “The warrior queen! ” the ogre declared grandly. “The victor! ” “The prisoner,” she countered tersely. “The betrayed. ” “No betrayal, Maritia. This humble one yet made yes you wouldn't but stick to your father and brothers to the sphere of Crows. ” She understood the reference. the sector of Crows used to be an afterworld the place the ogres believed champions in their race fought epic and everlasting battles.