Age of Conan: Ghost of the Wall: Ghost of the Wall by Jeff Mariotte

By Jeff Mariotte

Aided through a king's daughter and a circle of allies, a tender warrior embarks on a quest opposed to those that destroyed his humans, and the tyrant who took the valuable tooth of the Ice endure. And to take action, he needs to turn into his enemy's worst nightmare. He needs to develop into a ghost.

Show description

Read or Download Age of Conan: Ghost of the Wall: Ghost of the Wall PDF

Best fantasy books

King of Souls (Echoes Across Time, Book 2)

A brand new king reigns atop the Meranthian throne.

King Ronan Latimer unearths victory comes with a price. With magic’s complete recovery, limitations that experience saved Meranthia secure for 2 millennia cave in leaving her borders uncovered. a strong necromancer assessments Ronan’s power and threatens the kingdom’s hard-won peace. Ronan pushes the boundaries of his new magic dealing with a foe bent on developing an undead military and claiming Meranthia’s crown for her own.

The Copper Promise (Copper Promise, Book 1)

In terms of exploring haunted citadels, you need to consistently hold a weapon, belief not anyone and, most crucial of all, be mindful the golden rule: permit dozing gods lie. There are a few far-fetched rumours concerning the caverns underneath the castle: a few say the mages left their most threatening secrets and techniques hidden there; others, that fab riches are hidden there; even that gods were imprisoned in its darkest depths.

The Coming of the Dragon

Rebecca Barnhouse weaves Norse gods, blood feuds, and a terrifying dragon into this marvelous retelling of the top of the outdated English poem Beowulf.

When he used to be a toddler, Rune washed up onshore in a ship, besides a sword and a pendant bearing the runes that gave him his nickname. a few humans concept he was once a sacrifice to the gods and desired to ship him correct again to the ocean. fortunately for Rune, King Beowulf disagreed. He lifted the boy from the boat and gave him to Amma, a wisewoman dwelling on a farm a long way faraway from the king's corridor, to elevate as she observed fit.

Sixteen years later, Rune spends his summers laboring at the farm. And at King Beowulf's request, he involves the corridor each one wintry weather for guns education. yet by some means he by no means fairly suits in. many folks nonetheless worry he'll convey a curse at the nation. Then a poor factor occurs. On a lonely crag on a mountain that belongs to the giants, anyone awakens a dragon. it's time for Rune to discover the warrior within himself and turn out to the doubters as soon as and for all that he's a real hero.

From the Hardcover version.

Shadowmage (Twilight of Kerberos, Book 1)

Lucius Kane used to be pressured to escape Turnitia whilst the Vos Empire destroyed his domestic and his kin. Now, a long time later, he returns to the town that after held him secure. right here he unearths a brand new exchange and joins up with the arms, a thieves guild run with precision and economic climate by means of a grasp of his craft.

But Lucius is much more than an insignificant thief. he's a Shadowmage! those practitioners of magic and subterfuge are grasp infiltrators, spies, scouts… and assassins.

Now Lucius reveals his loyalty torn among the palms and his mentor within the mystery society of Shadowmages. And whilst a warfare erupts among the thieves guilds that threatens to clean the streets of Turnitia with blood, Lucius needs to come to a decision the place his loyalties lie whereas gaining knowledge of his burgeoning powers!

Extra info for Age of Conan: Ghost of the Wall: Ghost of the Wall

Sample text

Concern for him? He wasn’t the one being tortured. The box, Lews Therin whispered. We should have died in the box. Then . . then it would be over. Cadsuane sipped her wine. Rand hadn’t tasted his—he already knew that the spices were so strong as to render the drink unpalatable. Better that than the alternative. “You press us for results, boy,” Cadsuane said. “And yet you deny us the tools we need to get them. Whether you name it torture, questioning, or baking, I 50 T HE G ATHERING S TORM call it foolishness.

Yet he felt as if his other hand should be there to touch. Steel, he thought. I am steel. This cannot be fixed, and so I move on. The building—a thick-logged structure of pine and cedar after a design favored by the Domani wealthy—groaned and settled in the wind. Something on that wind smelled of rotten meat. Not an uncommon scent, these days. Meat spoiled without warning, sometimes only a few minutes after butchering. Drying it or salting it didn’t help. It was the Dark One’s touch, and it grew with each passing day.

It might get him killed someday. The door opened and Cadsuane strode in, as confident as any queen at court. She was a handsome woman, with dark eyes and an angular face. Her dark gray hair was up in a bun, a dozen tiny golden ornaments—each one a ter’angreal or angreal—hanging in their places atop it. Her dress was of a simple, thick wool, tied at the waist with a yellow belt, with more yellow embroidery across the collar. The dress itself was green, which was not uncommon, as that was her Ajah.

Download PDF sample

Rated 4.09 of 5 – based on 15 votes