When Jalrus Redcloak was a boy, the Wildmen took everything-his father slain, his beloved Drifa stolen. Years later, he has risen to the King's elite guard, sworn to serve Vikar Kollsson, the Great Northern King of Mulhorands.
But an ancient evil stirs. Resurrected Narkuuns, long banished war-slaves of the Dark Ones, strike during a royal hunt, heralding the opening of a gate to the Dark Plane. From across Othos, kings, lords, and warriors unite, each sending their greatest champion to join The Kingsmen of the North.
Their perilous quest will lead them across frozen wilds, through dire battles, and into the shadows of the past, where Jalrus will face lost love, impossible choices, and the rising tide of darkness. At the summit of Mount Wreweth, the fate of the world will rest on a single battle... and the steel in one man's hand.
In the North, the cold is not the only thing that kills.
!!!Just a heads up this book is pretty gory if you don't like gore and violence and it makes you squeamish this book is not for you!!!
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