By Keith Francis Strohm, Kevin Kraft, Audible Studios
They're the half-bloods, the damaged, the unforgiven.They failed themselves and their people.They are outcasts.Then, within the sour wilds of Rashemen, they obtain a determined plea they by myself can solution. in the event that they prevail, it may possibly suggest their redemption. but when they fail, a afflicted prior often is the least in their problems.About the writer Keith Francis Strohm is the present leader working Officer of Paizo Publishing, LLC, and the writer of Dragon and Dungeon magazines. ahead of that, he was once the vice chairman of Pokemon®, the Director of the Roleplaying and Miniatures different types, and the logo supervisor for Dungeons & Dragons®--all at Wizards of the Coast. he's the writer of the Greyhawk® novel The Tomb of Horrors, and he has written 3 brief tales for the Forgotten nation-states. this is often his moment novel.
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You will, my dear," the old woman said, patting the druid gently on her cheek. Both of the witches were smiling now. " "Enough riddles," Tamlith said to her companion. " Turning to Marissa, the young witch's smile disappeared. "Rashemen is in grave danger," she said simply. "One of our number has betrayed us and broken the ildva, the bond that we have forged with the vremyonni. Even now, this traitor bends her blasphemous will upon the land. " "The ildva has held our land together," continued old Imsha.
The night sounds of the vale enveloped him like a blanket. The ghostly flapping of owl wings, the high bark of the hunting fox, and a chorus of nocturnal insects filled the darkness. Amidst it all, he could hear Roberc's light snoring and the soft, tuneless humming of Borovazk as he sang his way through three skins of firewine. Still he watched. The moon rose and danced across the night sky, scattering pools of silver radiance across the landscape. Once he heard the heavy rustle of some game in a nearby bush, but a single growl from Cavan stilled the beast.
There are others who think as I do, Ael, if you'd just—" The First Hilt held up his hand, stopping Faelyn in midsentence. "Others may think as you do, my friend," Aelrindel said, "but that does not make them any less wrong. " Faelyn bowed his head as Aelrindel spoke. When the First Hilt had finished, he looked once more into his eyes with a gaze that flashed fire. " the elf asked in a stony voice. "I will not," Aelrindel responded. " "So be it," the elf growled, "but your decision will lead to darkness.