The Thirsting Hour was coming to a close and the priest staggered in its wake, blind, deaf and silent. Seething lumps crawled on his body in mindless migration, black and glittering and occasionally falling away in frenzied clumps that exploded into fragmented flight as they struck the cobbles. He came shambling into Judgment’s Round from the Avenue of Souls, a misshapen mass of flies. What see you in the horizon’s bruised smear L’oric, a mage with the Raraku Apocalypseīidithal, a mage with the Raraku Apocalypse

Kamist Reloe, High Mage with the Odhan army Korbolo Dom, renegade Fist leading the Odhan army Toblakai, a bodyguard and warrior in the Raraku Apocalypseįebryl, a mage and elder adviser to Sha’ik Pormqual, High Fist of the Seven Cities, in ArenĬaptain, owner and commander of the trader craft Ragstopperīult, a veteran commander and Coltaine’s uncle Sawark, commander of the guard in the Otataral mining camp, Skullcup Mallick Rel, chief adviser to the High Fist of the Seven Cities Kalam, a corporal in the 9th Squad, Bridgeburners Heboric Light Touch, exiled historian and ex-priest of Fener Finally, a big thank-you to those readers who took time to write their comments on various Web sites-writing is a solitary, isolating activity, but you have made it less so.įelisin, youngest daughter of House Paran

Thanks also to Stephen and Ross Donaldson for their kind words, James Barclay, Sean Russell, and Ariel. For my family and friends, thank you for your faith and encouragement, without which all that I achieve means little. With deepest gratitude I acknowledge the following for their support: the staff at Café Rouge, Dorking (keep the coffees coming….) the folks at Psion, whose extraordinary 5 Series was home to this novel’s first draft Daryl and crew at Café Hosete and, of course, Simon Taylor and the rest at Transworld.

There has been a lot of faith shown over the years, With an introduction to a certain agent, and This novel is dedicated to two gentlemen:

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