Kara scraped her spoon across the bottom of the plate in an attempt to pick up the last few dregs of gravy without looking up at Adder. He’d spoken in barely a whisper, so that the White Cloak enforcers who stood no more than ten paces behind them, near the edges of the circled wagons, couldn’t o...
Gripping the rail, he forced himself to look over the edge toward the interlacing streets of Erenthrall below. The buildings looked completely different from above, roofs of all styles and varieties—slate, wood slats, curved clay tiles, flat with hanging gardens or trellises or strung with clothe...
He’d managed to get close enough to verify that these dwarren were from the Thousand Springs Clan, the dwarren who had fought the humans and left such carnage on the battlefield outside the forest. He frowned as the sound of their drums faded and the group of figures vanished over a fold in the l...
Nimh looked around the employee break room, allowing her eyes to skirt past the slack-faced stockroom workers sitting slumped in their gray plastic chairs. Their cheery green and yellow vests were painfully bright against the industrial beige walls and floor. Not for the first time, Nimh made a n...
Siobhaen asked the moment Colin stepped out of the keeva, the rest of the clan chiefs and head shamans already out in the cavern. The sound of the drums, at least three times louder in the chamber than inside the small room where the meeting had been held, had driven the dwarren into a frenzy of ...