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Sentinel
As the saga is on-going, in “The Sentinel”… book sixteen, they need to find and scout out the trail they will take when they leave Mountainholme in the following spring with the milder, but wet and cool winter weather holding. And so three different scouting parties head off, as Crees, Rrell and Rence head one direction to the southwest, the Zasstet Kiel with Tahnia and their party go north, seeking a usable route, and then plan to head west. All as D’cord, and the largest party with Torquelle and Balkan, Celliyorn and Celliance, Sprague and Tuall and other Zasstets… along with a passel of D’cord’s children and more Tiaran lasses and Zasstets to take care of them… all head due west, to the unknown and somewhat of a mysterious lone spire, set on one more dry lake, is their goal.
Along their way north, Tahnia and their party come across two, dying men, discover they are both Tiaran, out in the middle of nowhere… and then come to find they had come from what had been the hated and dreaded Bluemens’ conclave. Of which these two had left behind some hundreds of former Tiaran male slaves, as they seek to find help. And so a different, unexpected twist takes place, as they now become a rescue party as to a scouting team.
Rrell and his scout team run into a virtual dead-end not so long after they depart and are forced to turn back. All as the team led by D’cord find far more than they expected in this lone Sentinel, what they knew had been the makings of a one-time Dwarf holt… and a nearly dead town along side the dry lake. Finding both a small group of Storlock Dwarves and Tiarans there, they eventually find a way into the holt, and once more, more find than they bargained for. As in trying to restore the ancient water system, pratfalls and near destruction takes place, with D’cord and four of the female traveling companions, include Celliance find themselves trapped and swept into an underground river complex, and nearly drown.
Strange things also take place when the young Faery, Paige, manages to turn D’cord into a Dwarf-like physical state, shrinking his size, but then making his body mass as wide or wider than Torquelle’s. Confusion abounds, as at the same time the Storlock Dwarves try to hijack the holt, locking most outside, thinking to take it over for themselves.
While in the mean time, back at Mountainholme, there is once more a sudden invasion… this time of the Wee People… Pixies and Sprites, Nymphs and Centaurs, Satyrs and Fauns and others, who are trying to escape from the clutches of the dark servants of the dark mages who had been left behind, back on the same world the high Faery had come from.
And well for them they do escape near death and worse, as the Tarks, Hellhounds, Hellsteeds, Goblins and Orcs are left behind into the void, as the Wee Ones, led by the Pixie Morgan, Selliene and their miraculous escape. To find safety, acceptance and a new home, there at the holt… much to the delight of all there.
The returning Tiaran refugees, another fight with raiders with returning Zasstets from the trade town and then D’cord now having to deal with his hope to be restored back to his previous size… all lend to one of the craziest times in this whole journey…
Along their way north, Tahnia and their party come across two, dying men, discover they are both Tiaran, out in the middle of nowhere… and then come to find they had come from what had been the hated and dreaded Bluemens’ conclave. Of which these two had left behind some hundreds of former Tiaran male slaves, as they seek to find help. And so a different, unexpected twist takes place, as they now become a rescue party as to a scouting team.
Rrell and his scout team run into a virtual dead-end not so long after they depart and are forced to turn back. All as the team led by D’cord find far more than they expected in this lone Sentinel, what they knew had been the makings of a one-time Dwarf holt… and a nearly dead town along side the dry lake. Finding both a small group of Storlock Dwarves and Tiarans there, they eventually find a way into the holt, and once more, more find than they bargained for. As in trying to restore the ancient water system, pratfalls and near destruction takes place, with D’cord and four of the female traveling companions, include Celliance find themselves trapped and swept into an underground river complex, and nearly drown.
Strange things also take place when the young Faery, Paige, manages to turn D’cord into a Dwarf-like physical state, shrinking his size, but then making his body mass as wide or wider than Torquelle’s. Confusion abounds, as at the same time the Storlock Dwarves try to hijack the holt, locking most outside, thinking to take it over for themselves.
While in the mean time, back at Mountainholme, there is once more a sudden invasion… this time of the Wee People… Pixies and Sprites, Nymphs and Centaurs, Satyrs and Fauns and others, who are trying to escape from the clutches of the dark servants of the dark mages who had been left behind, back on the same world the high Faery had come from.
And well for them they do escape near death and worse, as the Tarks, Hellhounds, Hellsteeds, Goblins and Orcs are left behind into the void, as the Wee Ones, led by the Pixie Morgan, Selliene and their miraculous escape. To find safety, acceptance and a new home, there at the holt… much to the delight of all there.
The returning Tiaran refugees, another fight with raiders with returning Zasstets from the trade town and then D’cord now having to deal with his hope to be restored back to his previous size… all lend to one of the craziest times in this whole journey…
464 pages, Paperback
Published June 1, 2022
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