The Sea Devil's Eye (Forgotten Realms: The Threat from the Sea, Book 3)
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When a young sailor's journey is complete, an aging bard's final song is sung, and a malenti priestess faces her most challenging test, the Threat from the Sea concludes in an explosive climax that will set all of Faerûn reeling.
Thuridru’s ruler as they marshaled the skirmish lines just south of the merman capital. His father hadn’t abandoned the city as the regular citizens had, and stood proudly among the army he’d assembled. Vhaemas the Bastard held Thuridru’s forces to the west, awaiting Iakhovas’s signal. The drowned ones marched in first, shoving the front line of the mermen back and opening holes that the koalinth rushed to fill. The killing went on in the lowlands for more than an hour before the merman line
remained before Black Champion reached her destination and he felt it would be best if he could stay away from other people in the meantime. Standing at Black Champion’s starboard rail, Jherek gazed out at the grotto of sea caves that made up the Dragonisle’s northeastern harbor. The harbor sat back in the curvature of the rocky shoreline below and around the caves, creating a crescent of calm water scarcely able to shelter a dozen ships. Nesting pelicans and seagulls lined the craggy surface.
the side, revealing the torchlit interior of the cave. A woman no older than her late twenties stood at the entrance. Her hair was mousy brown, long and pulled back in a ponytail. Gold eyes regarded the party and showed no fear, set deeply in a face that was chiseled and translucent as if she seldom saw the sun. She wore a gown of good material that showed age as well as care. “I’ve always got a ready use for coin,” she said, smiling, “but I’m not a desperate woman.” “I don’t particularly care
tentacles suddenly sprouted from the deck. The ballista crew turned and tried to flee, but the black tentacles whipped out blindly and wrapped the slavers up, snapping bones and squeezing the life from them. Their screams were lost in the rush of water and wind. The tentacles ripped the ballista from the deck and smashed it into a thousand pieces. “Azla’s mage,” Glawinn said. Jherek nodded and watched as the slaver crew attacked the tentacles with harpoons and swords. Twisting tongues of
swung at the end of the trident safely out of reach of its hungry jaws. She popped her toe claws and raked her opponent from just behind its mouth all the way to the bleeding tail stump. The creature’s entrails spilled into the water in long ropes. The ixitxachitl screamed as death claimed it. Laaqueel yanked her trident free and raked the surrounding water with her gaze. War raged around her as the ixitxachitls battled sahuagin from the outer and inner seas. Blood filmed the sea the way a