They are two strangers whose people have been at war for a millennium. Mereth, a Dales trader, crosses the sea to Estcarp and the archival citadel at Lormt, seeking clues to the fate of a missing heirloom, an ancient jewel of Power. At the same time, an Alizonder hound lord, Kasarian, finds that an ancestor's key opens a magic gate to distant Lormt.
Alizonders are wolfish tyrants who fight with sadistic poisons and feed fallen leaders to their dogs, but they have always abhorred the sorcery of Estcarp. Now, to Kasarian's horror, a maniacal baron seeks to unleash the dark wizards of Escore - using Mereth's long-lost Magestone, stolen from Kasarin's murdered father!
Two strangers, two foes suddenly share a common cause, and a legacy more dire than either could imagine ...
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the eldrtich glare from the jewel fell upon the figure of a tall, dark-haired man garbed in pale robes of a curiously antiquated style. Before I could properly focus upon hi, the jewel flared with such unbearable brightness that I almost dropped it. to my intense dismay, I felt the chain press against my flesh as the pendant slowly but firmly loosed itself from my grasp. I could not completely stifle a cry of disbelief as the blazing stone floated through the empty air toward the robed figure, which had raised a hand in obvious summons.
I was further appalled to realize that I could discerfn the far wall's masonry lines
through the very substance of hte figure. My oppponent was horribly transparent, as if drawn upon a vertical sheet of river ice. I gazed upon the figure's ghastly face and saw that his eyes lacked whites, but were solidly dark orbs whose regard held me as a serpent's stare overawes its prey.
Suddenly, I thought I heard him speak - the result of some hideous magic causing sounds to form within my mind!
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