Morningstar

Druss, Captain of the Axe: the stories of his life were told everywhere. Instead of the wealth and fame he could have claimed, he had chosen a mountain lair, high in the lonely country bordering on the clouds. There the grizzled old warrior kept company with snow leopards and awaited his old enemy, death.

The Knights of the Gabala were legendary protectors of the Nine Duchies - until they disappeared through a demon-haunted gateway between worlds. Manannan, the Coward Knight, held back. Now he lives in torment. Yet war is coming to the Duchies - and with it Manannan's chance for redemption. But to regain his honour and save his land, he will have to confront his deepest fear. He must ride through the gateway and seek out his lost companions in the unknown world beyond. And the secret he will learn there will tear his soul apart.

9000 unerfahrene Rekruten, ein paar Dutzend angeheuerte Wegelagerer und die sechs Wälle der Festung Dros Delnoch stehen zwischen einer halben Million blutdurstiger Nadir-Krieger und dem Herzen des Imperiums der Drenai. Als Verzweiflung die Herzen der Drenai zu erfassen droht, da erreicht ein alter Mann die Festung, dessen Ruf allein das Schlachtenglück wenden kann. Ein Krieger, dessen Körper übersät ist mit Narben, dessen Axt mehr Männer gefällt hat als ein Baum Blätter trägt, den selbst die Nadir ehrfürchtig -Todeswanderer- nennen.

The Great Bear will descend from the skies and with his paw lash at the ocean. He will devour all the works of Man. Then he will sleep for 10,000 years, and the breath of his sleep will be death. The prophecy had come true. The world spun. Tidal waves lashed the planet, and a new ice age dawned. The few survivors of a once-great empire struggled to rebuild. Then two moons appeared in the skies, unleashing a terrible evil that threatened not only the new empire but the survival of the world itself.

The peaceful Eldarin were the last of three ancient races. The mystical Oltor, healers and poets, had fallen before the dread power of the cruel and sadistic Daroth. Yet in one awesome night, the invincible Daroth had vanished from the face of the earth. Gone were their cities, their armies, their terror. The Great Northern Desert was their only legacy. Not a trace remained for a thousand years....