Age of Conan: Ghost of the Wall: Ghost of the Wall

Age of Conan: Ghost of the Wall: Ghost of the Wall

Jeff Mariotte

Language: English

Pages: 142

ISBN: 2:00208528

Format: PDF / Kindle (mobi) / ePub

Age of Conan: Ghost of the Wall: Ghost of the Wall

Jeff Mariotte

Language: English

Pages: 142

ISBN: 2:00208528

Format: PDF / Kindle (mobi) / ePub


Aided by a king's daughter and a circle of allies, a young warrior embarks on a quest against those who destroyed his people, and the tyrant who took the precious Teeth of the Ice Bear. And to do so, he must become his enemy's worst nightmare. He must become a ghost.

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mending armor, shoeing horses, shaping swords and spears. Fletchers busily produced arrows by the hundreds. Bare-chested men drilled with sword and axe, sweat running in rivers down their torsos in the hot autumn sun. Others, who Invictus judged to be either more dedicated or insane, trained in full armor. Standing on a shaded porch of the governor’s house, watching the bustle of activity, were Lupinius and Governor Sharzen himself. Invictus threaded his horse through the preparations for war

to Lupinius, virtually ignoring the governor. “The other night, when I was on duty, I saw no one, heard nothing. But someone killed Kelan, practically right under my nose. I’ve talked to all the guards who were here last night, and not a one of them saw any sign of anything wrong. They heard a noise, they investigated, and found nothing. But when they returned to the wall—and mind you, Lupinius, they had not all left the wall, by any means—Franto was gone. Just vanished. “Finally, they found

and Kelvan. Four had fallen to the brigands’ attack. Lupinius’s heart pounded in his chest as he drove the horses on. Calvert and the other Rangers spurred their mounts onward, catching up shortly. Calvert rode alongside, his face still flushed with the effort of battle and the thrill of victory. “Who were they?” Lupinius asked him. “I don’t know,” Calvert admitted breathlessly. “At first . . . at first I thought it was Khatak and his rogues, as they haunt this region. But if it had been

heights of the walls and the towers beyond. At the gates, armed guards studied them, and Kral’s hand dropped unconsciously to the knife at his hip. But he had donned clothing loaned him by Donial, and the guards made no move to stop or challenge them. And Alanya and Donial seemed to accept their perusal without comment. Kral followed suit. Then they were inside the walls, and his amazement just grew more pronounced. Buildings were jammed together with a kind of manic energy. Lanes between them

knots of people on the corners broke up. People wandered away, most chatting excitedly about what they had just seen. Conan seemed universally popular, at least among these people—working people, Kral could tell, not nobility. It only took a matter of minutes before the streets were clear, once the king and his retinue had passed. Kral, Alanya, and Donial simply waited until most people had gone about their own business, then they crossed over and made their way toward Lupinius and the Teeth.

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