Shadowbane: A Forgotten Realms Novel (The Shadowbane Series Book 2)
Erik Scott de Bie
Format: PDF / Kindle (mobi) / ePub
"Shadowbane is a perfect example of what is right and enduring about the Forgotten Realms: a tale of companionship, perseverance, faith, and self-exploration. With a monster and a fight scene here or there, too, in case you need a kick in the pants. You'll read it in one sitting, and then come back to see what you might have missed."
~ Brian Cortijo (Realms Designer, Loremaster of Cormyr)
"If you like fast-paced, thrilling stories that explore the dark shadows and alleyways of cities in the Realms, and erupt into spectacular fights, in the company of wise-cracking heroes and anti-heroes, then a Erik Scott de Bie book is for you! SHADOWBANE takes the reader along for another ride with Kalen and Myrin, this time to lawless Luskan, and it's an adventure worth reading and rereading many times! First-rate fantasy!"
~ Ed Greenwood (Best-Selling Author, Father of the Forgotten Realms, Living Legend)
"With its relentless pace and scenes of chilling horror and savage combat, Erik Scott de Bie's fiction evokes the work of old-school sword-and-sorcery masters like Robert E. Howard and Karl Edward Wagner, and Shadowbane is his best book yet. Don't miss it!"
~ Richard Lee Byers, author of the Forgotten Realms: Brotherhood of the Griffon series
The city of Luskan has always been a den of pirates, thieves, and murderers. But lately, things have gotten much worse. A ship crashes offshore with nothing but corpses. Every day, people go crazy and brutalize those around them. And the only signs that even the most hardened criminals still walk the streets at night are bones.
Luskan's sister city, Waterdeep, has sent a detachment to quarantine the unclean city—to let the filth within die, rather than infect the rest of the Realms. But Myrin has slipped inside, declaring that she will save Luskan. Shadowbane follows, determined to save Myrin and therefore her pet city—even if he has to kill every rat in Luskan to do it.
Shadowbane features the triumphant return of popular, dark vigilante from Downshadow and carries forth the threads of the worlds-spanning Abyssal Plague series.
This expanded e-book also includes a brand-new short story, entitled “A New Purpose”, as well as links to an existing prequel and an original e-novella, featuring characters from Shadowbane. Also included are links to background information on the Abyssal Plague series and sample chapters from other books in the series.
source. He had poured himself into its genesis, vomiting forth so much of the Voidharrow that he was left little more than an empty husk at the rim of the volcano’s crater. He had lain there, spent, for weeks as the Voidharrow bored down toward the world’s core, birthing this maelstrom. Slowly, his exarchs and his minions had found their way to him, joining Nu Alin in keeping watch over him as he rested. As the new Abyss had grown, they had moved down into it, making it their home. They were its
Unless you’ve strenuous objections?” “I do object,” Rhett said. “Strenuously.” “Outstanding.” Myrin smiled. “Let’s go.” After leaving the once-Prisoner’s Carnival, they walked northeast along the River Mirar and paused on the street of Cages Unfold. Myrin saw that the sign had once said Ages Untold. “That’s really quite clever,” she said. Rhett furrowed his handsome brow. “Cages don’t fold, though.” “It’s a metaphor for escaping one’s bonds, like this city—” Myrin paused when he frowned.
that,” Kalen said, “I’ve no doubt.” The three turned back to the leader of the Dragonbloods. “Lord Dragon,” Myrin said. “Umbra,” he said. “Umbra?” Myrin lost that one. “Apologies, is that your name?” By a palpable effort of will, the doppelganger shifted his face into a nearly featureless white oval with dark eyes and a rise for a nose—much like a man wearing an unadorned mask. “It is a good name for that face,” Myrin said. A mouth appeared in his face, seemingly for the express purpose of
in command there?” Rhett smiled innocently. “Sir, I don’t know what you mean.” Really, who in the Guard wouldn’t want to take orders from Araezra Hondyl—in battle or otherwise? The Valabrar was one of the best-looking women in Waterdeep—possibly in all the Sword Coast. And she was his own age, just about. Though she’d risen high in the ranks, she had seen no more than a handful over a score winters. Perfect. “No one’s going to come out this gate,” Rhett said firmly. “Perhaps not,” Galandel
flailed and gibbered, “but a thousand bites leave much less.” Now that the plague was a weapon rather than a threat, she had only one thing left to take care of: becoming queen of Luskan. Queen of the North would come later. Her brother and that thrice-damned wizard of his stood in the way, but Eden expected that would resolve itself. Her brother would, after all, fall into darkness—so said Toytere’s last prophecy. She had to admit—as the demon finished its meal, leaving only bones for later