He pulled in a piece of the broken branch and propped it under the orog's head. If the ogrillon had any doubts of the elves' intent, he had the proof right before him. He glanced at Shayleigh and Tintagel to make sure that they had not seen. Danica's elbow came back tight to her side and her backhand went snapping out, scoring another solid hit. None of them escaped with their lives. The young scholar wasn't thrilled with acting the part of a page, but he couldn't argue against the value of having Danica and Elbereth with their hands free, ready to meet any sudden attacks. She sidestepped and threw out a forearm parry that sent the spear flying harmlessly wide.
Galladel turned away from Shayleigh and Tintagel, ran his hand nervously through his raven-black hair, and muttered several silent curses at Elbereth for going away. Those in line behind the beast similarly stopped, glancing about in an effort to discern what their companion had sensed. He started to reply, but Avery, seeing the mounting tension between the two, cut him off. He hardly noticed when Danica came over to sit beside him. Almost every arrow of the elves' ensuing volley hit the mark, but it hardly slowed the sudden press of drooling, monstrous forms. She laughed aloud, charmed as always by his innocence. There's also a fascinating cast of secondary characters that I look forward to learning more about.
The fourth time, Elbereth held his arm tight against the monster and began twisting his wrist back and forth. Elbereth's arm moved in three rapid jolts, the orog heaving with each. To counter Castle Trinity's plans for conquest, the cleric and his friends enter the beautiful forest of Shilmista. She studied the depth of the block, then mentally reduced it to a parchment's width. Elbereth, concerned, glanced sidelong at the young woman, for only one of the monsters seemed injured and the others were well armed.
I liked watching Miranda learn to use her abilities and defend herself. She chose as her target a large elm in the center of the elven line. The dwarf brothers provided the light entertainment. Some of the plot points seemed predictable or contrived, particularly when it comes to the use of foreshadowing and prophetic visions. I'll not delay my return, and I do not wish to leave an exhausted man in the wild to die.
Miranda Grey is an empath who has never learned how to shield herself from the constant onslaught of strangers' emotions, and it's slowly driving her insane. In fact, there's a scene where he grabs her and takes her to his tent to do just that. What had he gotten himself into? This author is not afflicted with the 'bland' problem. As they came to the lower foothills, mountain stone gave way to earthen ground, and here walking their mounts proved a fortunate thing, for on the back of Temmerisa, his great stallion, Elbereth would not have noticed the tracks. Did I mention that I never loved you at all? Shayleigh moved down the line quickly. This isn't quite as strong as the first novel, although the threat increases and the dramatic stakes are raised. I really wanted to like this book.
Then the ogrillon stood, and Felkin whined and crawled backward across the ground. The elf prince stared at her with his penetrating gaze, looked right through her, it seemed. Even as Cadderly watched, she grabbed a handful of Avery's blubber and gave a playful shake, to the incredulous stares of both Avery and Dean Thobicus, the skinny and wrinkled leader of the library. Then maybe 3-4 more books of angsting before these two crazy kids can finally commit. The whole forest, from north to south, echoed with their unending song. Several dark forms were crouched together on that low branch, high above the road.
Those days seemed far removed now. It would have to do, though, for Cadderly's thoughts were too jumbled for him to make sense of them in writing. She saw the elf prince, his strange eyes still staring her way, and then he was gone, a black hole where he had been standing. Cadderly followed its gaze up to the broken tree limb, to the piece of dripping flesh. Will he come out stronger, or will his faith reach the breaking point. He consciously forced himself to close his hanging jaw. Cadderly looked down to his feathered ring, as if that might offer him some relief from what he knew he must do.
Felkin looked at his spear again, glad that one of the others had shown him his folly. Cadderly must put his studies to the test and enter the catacombs far below to save his brothers and himself. She was glad of Danica's continuing success and growing power, and glad, too, that Danica would remain by Cadderly's side in the coming days. Elbereth came back into camp a short while later. While his features were orcish, his body more resembled his ogre ancestors, with thick, powerful limbs, corded muscles, and a barrellike torso that could stop a charging horse dead in its tracks. The most distressing news since then: Ivan and Pikel Bouldershoulder have left the library, in pursuit of Pikel's aspirations to druidhood. Salvatore's The Cleric Quintet tells the tale of the scholar-priest Cadderly, who is plucked from the halls of the Edificant Library to fulfill a heroic quest across the land of Faerûn.