In a land of bottomless vales and great stony protrusions, two separate kingdoms are at war, one started far before any of the honored elders can remember, and all mentionings in the histories have long since crumbled to dust . Though a treaty has been signed less than a year previously, skirmishes have arisen and the war is destined to flare up once more. The W'rathe : Dark of eye and hair, one green eye, one muddy, quick of wit and sharp of tongue. They are pitted against the Ae'the: Nearly giants in stature, long flax-golden hair, piercing blue eyes, brash in thoughts and bold of arm. The War is brutal and bloody, carnage being accepted as a way of life. Both the W'rathe and the Ae'the have demanded that the surrounding country's offer aid, lest they become enemies of war. But when a force of darkness arises, seeking out three magical pendants which can grant the user nearly infinite power, bitter enemies must forge alliances to stop it, lest the world around them crumble in their disunity. This novel is told from all perspectives, on both sides of the war. The characters are many: A broken assassin, an adventuring woodsmen, a slave to his own mother, and more. Join this epic journey and learn that there is always at least two sides to every story, and that the line between hero and villain is sharp enough to draw blood.

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