The Sentinels: Stone of Tymora, Book III

The Sentinels: Stone of Tymora, Book III

R.A. Salvatore

Language: English

Pages: 304

ISBN: 0786957859

Format: PDF / Kindle (mobi) / ePub


The lightning-paced conclusion to the Stone of Tymora trilogy by best-selling author R.A. Salvatore and his son...

After dueling with a dragon and a demon, Maimun knows he must destroy the stone that has kept him on the run for most of his life. The question now is how. With Joen by his side, Maimun journeys to the Tower of Twilight to beg famed wizard Malchor Harpell for answers. But Harpell's help comes at a steep price. Friends become enemies. Lost secrets come to light. And deep in the shadows, the sentinels are watching, scheming to save the stone--even if it means someone must die.

Featuring the sage words and signature swordwork of R.A. Salvatore's best-selling character Drizzt Do'Urden, this final book of the Stone of Tymora trilogy is packed with action, magic, intrigue, and a heart-stopping twist that Salvatore fans won't want to miss.

From the Hardcover edition.

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I said, if you need information, you must trust me.” “Oi, if he wanted to just take it, he could have, you know?” Joen piped in, taking two steps toward the door. “I mean, look at this place, right? If he can make this, you think you can stop him?” “Wise words, if a bit misguided,” Malchor said. “I helped create the tower, ’tis true, but I did not make it alone. Please …” He motioned to the door again, and Joen brushed past me to step into the dim green light beyond, winking at me as she

goblins with a spear, war-hammer, or axe. The goblins were far from organized, throwing themselves wildly at the dwarves, battering away and being battered. Though they outnumbered the dwarves three to one, their initial assault was a disaster. Three goblins lay dead, the rest pushed back from the phalanx, and not a dwarf had more than a slight scratch on him. The largest among the goblins—which wasn’t saying much, as the spindly little things rarely top four feet—shouted something in a coarse,

that I had been recognized. “I was sure they were just shining us on.” “A youth, perhaps fourteen, riding a beautiful white mare, wearing a blue cloak,” Drizzt said. “Not the typical look for a traveler. And I must admit, I’m surprised to find you so far from the coast. I thought you’d found what you were looking for out there.” “I’m surprised to find you again at all,” I answered. “And I did find the stone.” “I’m glad to hear that, but I wasn’t referring to the stone. You found a place, a

as I brought the torch down to the candle. But it wouldn’t light. “See?” she said. I frowned and moved the torch to the leftmost candle. It wouldn’t light either. “Odd,” I said. “You think?” Joen crouched down beside me. “Oi, there’s something written here.” She pointed to the stone beside the candles, where, indeed, the otherwise-smooth surface revealed a beautifully flowing, carved script. I pulled the magical lens from my pocket. “It says, ‘Let Tymora’s luck guide your path.’ Great,

my face flushed red when I realized the road my confused thoughts had wandered down. “But won’t you need her to get … wherever it is you’re going?” I asked. “I’m not far now,” she replied. Something about her tone, her smile, or her posture seemed wrong to me. I felt for sure she wasn’t telling me the truth, or at least not the whole truth. Asbeel was dead. What had changed to bring Jaide all the way out here? The horse was surely tired from the run, though she didn’t show it. It was the

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