By Ed Greenwood
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Florin and his buddies have ultimately made a reputation for themselves--only to discover themselves the pawns of either darkish and noble forces in a conflict for strength. jointly, the Swords of Eveningstar needs to untangle the webs of lies that encompass them prior to the chance to the dominion eclipses their talents to guard it.
Swords of Dragonfire is the second one name in a thrilling new trilogy by way of best-selling writer Ed Greenwood, the writer of the Forgotten Realms atmosphere. This novel is a fast paced sword and sorcery experience precious of a spot in your cabinets subsequent to Conan and Fafherd and the grey Mouser.
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