Fall Of The Dark Bird

Fall Of The Dark Bird

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He had many monikers and yet he would always remain nameless. He was an assassin, he needed no name because his target would be dead before he could speak it. He could not use magick and yet he could disappear with the wind... Here lies The Dark Bird of Umber. He who will always be remembered as the greatest assassin and the King's biggest mistake ----------------------------------- "I was told once that to be a great assassin you have to give your humanity up and to do that you have to give everything that ties you to humanity . When you become assassin you must give up your emotions because they get in the way. You must give up your name because names have power and finally ... give up your humanity, do not feel connected to the things that you must kill, because you will hesitate and in that second of hesitation you will die. Never hesitate, don't feel. But I never listen..."
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The world had long since forgotten the age of dragons, those creatures that had once ruled the skies as gods had long since disappeared after the conclusion of the Great Demon Wars. Dragons became nothing more than a fading legend, a story to tell children at bedtime. But the gods could not let the dragons die, for they were the last defense against the demon armies and the dark god Vekkar. Talia had been born and raised in a world of darkness acting as an agent of Hephatus, goddess of assassins and death. She knew only a life of killing, sometimes for justice, sometimes for honor, always for money. Her morals were opaque at best. But when she's deployed to the city of Arboros she finds herself thrust into a world of political games, opposing powers, and constant threat. Nowhere was safe even for her. Her goals became muddied, and then lost altogether when she meets the Dwarven Prince. Bromyr had spent the last five years of his life chasing ghosts, desperate to find the lost dragon eggs. His people thought him crazy, his father stripped him of his titles, but he never gave up. Eventually his effort bore fruit and he hastily made way to return to his homeland only to get caught up in the city of Arboros. It was there that he met an intriguing half-giant, a woman who ignited a fire everywhere she went. In the end she was the one who inadvertently brought about the new age of dragons. What could go wrong when an ill tempered assassin becomes the first dragon rider of a new age? ***Cover made by annie1loves1you***

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