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Taschenbuch. Zustand: Neu. Ireland, Dr Joe (illustrator). Neuware - War breaks upon the peaceful kingdom of Lenmer'el. The troll hordes are massing at the edge of the Broadwaters River. Uniting them for the first time in three hundred years is an ambitious new warlord who wields the Greenflame Sabre, a powerful troll artefact which was supposed to be hidden in the deepest vaults of the magical castle at Emerel. Now all he requires is the Spear of the Blood Lord and all troll fealty with it, and an army half a million strong will sweep across the great kingdom in less than a year, destroying all in their path.And the first obstacle in that path is Kialessa and her closest friends?'I just finished it and I already want to re-read it! It's definitely one of the most exciting books I've ever read!' Ivy, 7'A powerfully moving addition to an already beautiful and philosophical series.' Emily, 20'Great! New readers would enjoy the familiarity and purpose of the characters. They are incredibly endearing and you find yourself getting attached to each one, hoping the best for them. The drama that unfolds throughout the story, keeps you guessing and wanting to know what happens next, keeping the reader engaged.' Jessie Williams, Melton Christian College'I found myself being quite intrigued in the story, I could see it come to life before my eyes and I must say I did very much love that I found myself questioning and getting lost in the fantasy that could potentially be real.' Lauren, editor and reviewer.

Buch. Zustand: Neu. Neuware - A LAND STEEPED IN POVERTY AND FEAR CRIES OUT FOR HEROES!D&D 5th ed / Pathfinder adventure path level 2-8. New players welcomed! ¿Gripping narrative, a highly detailed adventure. Use your own or our unique pre-generated characters!A hundred generations ago your land lost its name, now it is only known as Abandon. You live in poverty and fear, hounded by a brutal and idle military force known as the Sons of the Wolf. None dare challenge them, none can.A hundred generations ago, or so it is told, the land was not steeped in the eternal gloom of an endless autumn, where a pale sun streams fading light even at midday, where the leaves of every tree begin to die before they are even fully formed. Crops are hard, and food is scarce. But even in this world you have found a few friends, and skills enough to get by. Now time or fate has brought you to the tiny hamlet of Narrowhaven, considered too poor and isolated for the military to usually be troubled with. Far greater and more dangerous places exist, such as the crowded capital city of Bittern. Yet there are also places of legend, such as the hidden druidic enclave of the Westfren woods, or the haunted ruins of the castle of Mon Kumon. Each seems to speak of the lost glory of a people long gone, the Fallen Ones. Rumors tell of their soldiers wielding swords of fire, of artisans who forged hammers that sundered mountains at their command, or of a mighty tree who could give life back to the dead.But nothing of the sort has been seen in over a hundred generations, for every month at the full moon all citizens tremble in their houses. Nearing midnight at the appointed time, the Wolf in the Sky howls from atop his enormous, mountain sized Spire - the sound a mind-wrenching, gut-twisting, soul-crushing horror. No one knew why he did this, but even his own military would cringe on the ground at the sound. And every month, the land would seem darker, bleaker, less free.Then, this month, the howl came late, in the early hours of a pale dawn. No one knows why, yet the howl was but a shallow memory of its normal power. Rumors have been spreading; is he growing weak Does some other deity seek his throne Does this herald the beginning of the dawn of winter for an already starving land Or will some worse fate yet claim power over a broken and frightened people ¿None can say, but it is clear the Sons of the Wolf are mobilizing. The conscriptions are beginning again. Even as you watch, messengers race into Narrowhaven: A pack of military are marching on the hamlet where you have been staying. You will have to act quickly.