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Dawn of Night

He also sought to minimize the times they appeared together on the street or in public. Accordingly, they took their dinner—salted fungus, a stew sprinkled with rothé meat, and cellar-cooled mushroom ale—in pairs, each protected by a magical ward that Cale and Jak would have to periodically renew...

Dawn of Night by Kemp, Paul S.
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Shadowrealm

The sky seemed to echo his agony with booms of thunder and flares of lightning. Cale knew what Riven was feeling, the emptiness that accompanied revelation. He knelt beside the assassin, let his shadows cloak him, comfort him. Rivalen watched them both intently, golden eyes alight, the Black Chal...

Shadowrealm by Kemp, Paul S.
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Midnights Mask

He knew that he would not return. He would send for the Weave Tap when the time arrived. He felt no nostalgia over his departure. The place had served him well as an isolated location from which to put his plan into place, but its utility was at an end. And Vhostym retained nothing that did not h...

Midnights Mask by Kemp, Paul S.
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Shadowstorm

Abelar raised his hand for a halt and the whole of his force came to a stop along the rise. Only the soft chink of metal and the occasional whicker of a mount broke the silence. All eyes looked below them on the plain. Perhaps three long bowshots in the distance, a force of cavalry rode. They num...

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Shadowbred

Magical lighting of various hues illuminated unnatural arrangements of rocks and boulders, some of them imported from as far west as Baldur’s Gate, as far east as Thay. A manmade rill cascaded through the rocks and collected in a small pool at the garden’s far end. Selune was new, banished from t...

Shadowbred by Kemp, Paul S.
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Twilight Falling

Straight, brick-paved streets and alleys radiated out at right angles from the large bazaar in the center of the city. Booths, tents of all colors, and tables laden with merchandise filled the bazaar. The smell of cooking fish, southern spices, mistleaf, and horse dung filled the air. Founded cen...

Twilight Falling by Kemp, Paul S.

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