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Within the epic end of the myth trilogy, the half-elven Dain, now the inheritor to the dominion of Nether, joins his hated rival, Prince Gavril, in a deadly quest to discover the Chalice of everlasting existence.
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No matter how many reassuring horoscopes Tulvak Sahm cast, Muncel remained afraid. No matter how often he counted the size of his army, he felt little confidence. Never. This, Muncel had sworn long ago in his darkest days, before he overthrew Tobeszijian. He’d made a secret pilgrimage to Gant and knelt to the evil god Ashnod. He’d drunk a cup of bitterness, wormwood, and gall, said to represent the souls of the condemned. He’d eaten ashes said to be the burned bodies of the dead. He’d even spoken words of submission and worship to Ashnod, a statue of black stone that smoked and roared in a chamber of flame.
He stopped pacing and watched with hope, but at that moment the energy ebbed low again. Closing their eyes, themagemons bent lower so that their foreheads were almost touching. They hummed softly, uttering words that seemed to draw a cord tight around Muncel’s heart. He feared their dreadful powers; he was taking a terrible risk in bringing them here so openly, to his own stronghold. But if all went well this day, their dire task would be done and they could leave by eventide, Page 35 paid and dismissed, never to return.
Nothing at all. Sighing, Dain had never felt more pagan and apart from the ways of Mandria than at that moment, for surely Lord Odfrey’s soul had not heard his prayer at all. It had been futile to believe his troubles could be eased this way. Dain raised himself stiffly, then placed both hands on the stone box which surrounded Lord Odfrey’s bones and bade him farewell. Although he’d gained no answer, at least he’d performed the courtesy of asking. Henceforth, if Odfrey’s spirit grew wroth at Dain’s use of Truthseeker and chose to haunt him, so be it.