A Dance of Blades
A Dance of Death
THE PALADINS
Night of Wolves
Clash of Faiths
The Old Ways

Part One
Prologue
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The room was dark and plain, a strange combination for a supposed holy place.
“Take my hand, child,” Aresh said. He stood inside the doorway, the noisy streets of Veldaren behind him. His polished armor shone bright, and the chainmail beneath the large sections of plate clinked from the movement of his outstretched arm.