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The Lady has spoken to me.
It has already begun.
Shadows move out of the shrinking desert, south to the rich and arrogant cities
of Sembia.
"Be brave, little man", says the shadowman, and the boy thinks his
voice is surprisingly soft. "Stay with your mother. This will be over soon."
The shadows swallow him and he is gone.
On the edge of a war that will change the face of Faerûn, the world will
find that not all shadows serve Shade.
Erevis Cale has traveled a long and perilous road in the service of the
capricious god Mask, but when he returns to Sembia he finds more than just his
soul in peril. The most powerful wizards in all the realms - the Netherese
archwizards of Shade Enclave - have set their sights on the nation of merchants,
and Sembia's future is in the hands of men who can be bought more cheaply than
anyone imagined.
The invasion of the arch-wizards is on!
The archwizards of Shade Enclave have come out of the desert with a message of peace, and an act of war.
Split by petty disputes and causeless feuds, the merchant realm of Sembia is wide open for invasion,
and with no shortage of Sembians more than happy to sell out to the Shadovar,
can only one man--even if that man is Erevis Cale--do anything to stop it?
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