By Margaret Weis
The realm of Krynn is ever altering, or even the gods should be taken without notice. And if that’s precise of the gods, what likelihood can an insignificant mortal have? stuck up in forces none of them may possibly desire to stand on my own, a small yet decided band of adventurers come jointly in a determined try to cease an invasion.
Mina, as enigmatic as ever, escapes imprisonment to trigger on a quest that may try even her substantial will. all of the whereas, evil spreads around the land, gaining floor with every one new day. With quite a bit at stake, with the very soul of Krynn at the line, champions has to be chanced on even within the darkest locations.
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