The City of Splendors: The Cities
Ed Greenwood, Elaine Cunningham
Language: English
Pages: 480
ISBN: 0786937661
Format: PDF / Kindle (mobi) / ePub
The fourth novel in The Cities series, set against the background
of civil strife at the heart of the Forgotten Realms setting.
This novel is set in the most important city of the Forgotten Realms setting:
Waterdeep, city of intrigue and secrets. Its authors are considered by fans to be
among the most authoritative figures writing in the Forgotten Realms
setting, and each has a legion of loyal readers. This novel is their first
collaboration.
ED GREENWOOD lives in Ontario, where he created the Forgotten Realms setting more than 30 years ago and has written hundreds of articles, novels, stories, and game products in the setting. His most recent novel is Elminster’s Daughter.
ELAINE CUNNINGHAM published her first novel, Elfshadow, in 1991. Since
then she’s written the Songs & Swords series, the Counselors & Kings series,
and the Starlight & Shadows trilogy, concluding it with Windwalker. She is
also the author of the Star Wars® novel Dark Journey.
Descent into the Depths of the Earth (Greyhawk Classics)
The Edge of Chaos (Forgotten Realms: The Wilds, Book 3)
Resurrection (Forgotten Realms: R.A. Salvatore's War of the Spider Queen, Book 6)
The Reaver (The Sundering, Book 4)
Fire-scorched sign proclaiming this no mere half-rebuilt shop, but the one and only Candiera’s Fine Shoes and Sandals, “we are collectively affronted. Does this establishment deserve a continued existence? I say no!” “Whereas I,” Taeros responded with a grin, entering into the spirit of the thing, “stand against you, sir, and say that it should and must! For humble shops like this, howe’er overblown and spurious their claims, have been the backbone, lifeblood, and ever-rising greatness of the.
Suited to a battlefield than a library. “Come,” Belloch rumbled, dropping a massive hand onto Mrelder’s shoulder. Without pause he wheeled, jerking the young sorcerer along so sharply that books tumbled. Mrelder stooped to retrieve them, but Belloch’s grip tightened. “Leave them.” Mrelder stiffened. To treat precious tomes so was unprecedented in Candlekeep! In a sudden flood of wild speculations, he fetched up chillingly against a dire prospect: perhaps a certain priest by the name of Golskyn.
Gentle fingers were under Naoni’s elbows, lifting her. She looked up into a handsome face framed by fair, short-shorn hair. The man’s eyes were blue and kind, full of concern … and something more. It took Naoni a moment to recognize that “something more” as the sort of look commonly directed at pretty Faendra. “Are you hurt, my lady?” She considered this, and the man’s lips twitched. “Had I asked how your companions fared, you’d have a ready answer,” he said quietly. “In the midst of danger,.
Dirty work of the Lords!” Taeros blinked. Dirty work of the …? The Gemcloaks scarcely had time to frown in puzzlement ere the Master Stoneworker came slowly around the edge of his desk, hands hanging loosely at his sides, ready for trouble. “Nor am I alone in such views. I’ve friends among the guilds and shopkeepers who watch the antics of you and your like with far less than approval. Many eyes will have seen your arrival here, and tongues will wag as to why. A good part of the city—the.
Helmfast was stunned to hear her softly murmur a lone word to him: “Stormbird.” He stared at her for a moment, gaping like a fish—and then stepped right out of the fashionable footwear Tasleena was sliding up his leg, yanked on his own boot, and strode out of the shop. Those left behind in The Right Foot saw him grab protective hold of his stylish sword and break into a run the moment he’d cleared the shop door. Tasleena and the merchant stared after the departed Lord Helmfast in utter.