Dragons of a Vanished Moon (Dragonlance: War of Souls, Book 3)

Dragons of a Vanished Moon (Dragonlance: War of Souls, Book 3)

Margaret Weis, Tracy Hickman

Language: English

Pages: 640

ISBN: 0786929502

Format: PDF / Kindle (mobi) / ePub

The flames of war devour Ansalon. The army of dead souls marches toward conquest, led by the mystical warrior Mina, who serves the powerful One God.

A small band of heroes, driven to desperate measures, leads the fight against overwhelming odds.

Two unlikely protagonists emerge. One is a dragon overlord who will not easily relinquish her rule. The other is an irrepressible kender who has been on a strange and remarkable journey that will end in startling and unforeseen fashion.

The stirring climax of the War of Souls.

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has received a blow to the nose, then she reared back, opened her jaws and came at them. “Take me close!” Galdar cried. Razor did as commanded. He swept in low over Malys’s head. Galdar flung the pike with all his strength into the dragon’s eye. He saw the pike pierce the eyeball, saw the eye redden and the dragon blink frantically. Nothing more. And that blow had cost him dearly. Razor’s move had carried them too close to the dragon to be able to escape her reach. Galdar’s strike had not

between us, we can settle that afterward. I pledge my word.” “You are right, Galdar,” said the voice. “Whatever is between us, we will settle at a later date. I gave you a great gift, and you returned my favor with treachery.” Galdar’s throat constricted. The dagger slid from the suddenly nerveless right hand, landed on the rocks at his feet with a clash and a clatter. A woman stood at the mouth of the cave. Her figure blotted out the light of the fire, obliterated the light of the stars. He

scales. “Are you deaf as well as doltish, Sir Knight?” the mage demanded. Gerard frowned, not liking to be insulted and not liking to be ordered about, especially by a total stranger. He was tempted to bid this mage a cold good morning and walk out. The mage’s conversation interested him, however. He could always walk out later. Lifting the kettle with a pair of tongs, Gerard poured out the hot water. The mage dumped the contents of the pouch into the mug. The smell of the mixture was noxious,

mean? It’s all very vague,” Razor stated. “Sorry, but he didn’t say anything more. He sounded half crazy when he said it. He may have been raving.” “From what I have heard, one person alone knows the mind of Takhisis, and that is the girl Mina, the leader of the One God’s armies. I have spoken to many dragons who have joined her. They say that this Mina is beloved of Takhisis and that she carries with her the goddess’s blessing. If anyone knows the mystery of the totems, it would be Mina. Not

concentrated on ridding himself of the itching vermin. He managed to do so at last, or so he assumed, for the tickling sensation ceased. “What happened to those two?” Gerard asked his cellmate. “Dunno,” was the answer. “They were like that when I was brought here, and that was three days ago. Every day, someone comes in and gives ’em food and water and sees that they eat it. All day, they just sit like that. Gives a fellow the horrors, don’t it.” Yes, Gerard thought, indeed it did. He wondered

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