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ONCE A NECROMANCER
ALWAYS A NECROMANCER
At least that's what all the other elves are telling the young
human Gawaine about his master, the Dark Elf Naitachal. Of
course Gawaine doesn't believe them; Naitachal has always
treated him well and honorably, explaining that though he
once was a necromancing Dark Elf, and still has the ebon skin of
the breed, he long ago forsook all things black In order to be-
come the first elven Bard.
But though Naitachal means every word he says, and though
Gawaine has known all along that things might get a little un-
comfortable for a human with a Dark Elf master, neither has
guessed what temptations the future might hold: for Gawaine
to forsake his master, and for Naitachal to go back to his old
necromancing ways.
FORTRESS of
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Publisher's Note: This novel takes place about twenty years after
the events chronicled In Castle of Deception, and like that highly
successful genre bestseller it is set In the universe of the most pop-
ular role playing computer game of all time: The Bard's Tale.о
Again as with Castle of Deception, no familiarity with the game is
required, but those who have played The Bard's late will find they
enjoy it even more after reading Fortress of Frost and Fire1. (The
Bard's Tale characters and descriptions are the sole property of
Electronic Arts and are used by permission. The Bard's Tale is a
registered trademark of Electronic Arts.)
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Chapter I
For the first time in many days, the west wind died
away with sunset. It was fairly warm and very quiet
along the edge of the Whispering Woods. Quiet
enough in the stable that the human boy grooming
two travel-worn horses could easily make out indi-
vidual voices from the Moonstone Inn, some distance
to the westЧand upwindЧacross a neatly tended
courtyard. Mostly dry or downright sarcastic elven
voices, but of course, the Moonstone was owned by
White Elves. An occasional, coarser human voice rose