Sticks and Stones (The Longsword Chronicles) (Volume 4)

Sticks and Stones (The Longsword Chronicles) (Volume 4)

G J Kelly

Language: English

Pages: 440

ISBN: 1505394562

Format: PDF / Kindle (mobi) / ePub

Sticks and Stones (The Longsword Chronicles) (Volume 4)

G J Kelly

Language: English

Pages: 440

ISBN: 1505394562

Format: PDF / Kindle (mobi) / ePub


Book Four Morloch's army of thousands is preparing to advance from the north, elves have abandoned the lands east of Elvendere, and rogue wizards are at large wreaking havoc behind allied lines. Elayeen's Sight is desperately needed but seems to be fading fast, Allazar's knowledge of Morloch's Pangoricon is becoming increasingly erratic and elusive, and the kindred crowns are entirely ignorant of the existence of creatures dark wizard-made and the threat they pose. Banished from Elvendere, the three of Raheen and their companions ride for Ferdan, and the pitiful forces of the Kindred Army gathered there waiting for Gawain to lead them to war. The Battle of Far-gor will determine the fate of the kindred races, and only Gawain believes there is still the faintest ember of hope for them all.

Beautiful Creatures (Beautiful Creatures, Book 1)

Arrow's Flight (Valdemar: Heralds of Valdemar, Book 2)

Inkspell (Inkworld, Book 2)

La casa de Hades (Héroes del Olimpo, Book 4)

Lord Soth (Dragonlance: The Warriors, Book 6)

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

didn’t utter a word. Just mounted and rode west for the trees. Everyone was stunned. A red maroon went up, everyone rushed to arms. We couldn’t believe it, there was complete chaos.” “What happened?” Tyrane prompted. Byrne sighed, and shifted in his saddle again. “General Bek, Commander of the RJC and senior officer commanding Ferdan, was with King Willam’s staff at Shiyanath. Ferdan was left in the care of Major Niyall, one of our staff officers. As I understand it, he was of the opinion that

vast and treeless plains outside, there seemed little point in continuing their circumnavigation of Ferdan, but Gawain insisted on it for the sake of completeness if nothing else. But, while it did allow Elayeen to cast her gaze over the dull and dreary town, it also made her nervous, and Meeya likewise. The condition of the walkway was responsible for more than one worried glance from all those upon it, and it was no surprise to see Elayeen slip her arm around Meeya’s waist at a particularly

grin and he leaned forward, urging Gwyn on, and on she galloped. A hundred yards, two, three, wind making hair and eyes stream. After the confines of the barge, the constraints of the canal, and the gloom of the forest, horse and rider of Raheen were once again where they could move and see and breathe with freedom. At five hundred yards, and dimly aware of the column trying to keep up behind him, Gawain eased Gwyn out of her thrilling charge, and turned her head towards the northeast, and the

now that darkness has fallen. And please, gentlemen, while I and my lady are grateful for the respect you show us by the use of our titles, I would prefer it if you referred to me merely as ‘commander’ or ‘my lord’ from now on.” “This hardly seems appropriate, my lord,” Bek complained. “You are the Crowns of Raheen, officially recognised by the entire Kings’ Council in this very hall.” “This is true,” Allazar announced pleasantly, “And yet as we prepare for the great battle in the north,

help tend to his horse. Tyrane ambled across the courtyard towards Gawain, looking as though he were simply enjoying a morning stroll, giving no hint of alarm or excitement. “Morning, m’lord.” “Morning, Tyrane. Though a damp and dreary one.” “Aye. Don’t think this overcast will burn off today. Officer of the day-watch says he thinks tomorrow will be brighter, though.” “I hope so. Though to be honest, I’ll put up with the weather if that’s the price of not having my view interrupted by a tree

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