**Blurb**
The days are dark and terrifying for the defending forces of the Alliance,
a steadfast coalition of elves, dwarves, gnomes and humans. Yet dual
lights of hope spring from the lush forests of Celes’tia… Rosabela, an
elven shapeshifter and healer, and her twin brother Wavren, a hunter
and beastmaster, leave their home to join the Protectors of the Vale, an
elite band of heroes who are the world’s best defense against the dark
forces. Treacherous infiltrators hinder preparations for the approaching
conflict as the enemy draws ever nearer. Rosabela and Wavren will
need every ounce of their cunning, courage and skill to fight for the
freedom of all as blades clash, arrows fly and magic shatters the air.
***Excerpt***
Just as he was preparing to meld into the darkness himself, a v
oice called out in poor, but understandable, common: “Wel-come to
For’stedge, ci-ty of the orcs,” the voice called loudly. You have walk-ed
right in-to our trap.” Captain Helio froze and scanned the area with his
fine night vision. He saw no one, which was inexplicable given the
nature of elven sight. He knew he was exposed, but his men were not.
They would cover him at all costs, so he dared to call out to the orc.
“You say we have walked into your trap, but I see no warriors. I think
you are foolishly all alone, but I admire your courage. Come out and
settle this in the open; settle this according to the code of honor the
orcs claim to live by.” Captain Helio was scanning the streets carefully
and still saw no one. He knew the entire Dae’gon Alliance Army was
soon to arrive. He held his position, wondering if the orc would in fact
show himself. He decided to move out of sight just in case. As he
silently became one with the shadows, he carefully drew his wickedly
curved polearm from its strap on his back. He crept forward a few steps
and felt a tiny, almost imperceptible, breeze across the back of his neck.
He knew he was no longer alone, but before he could react, a massive
arm came in from behind, and searing pain shot through his back. As he
looked down, he could see the tip of his attacker’s sword push through
his fine armor. A voice whispered in poor common, “The war-ri-or code
of hon-or is not my way. I am Night-shade, mas-ter of shadows.
**Bio**
Curtiss Robinson (1970-Present) was born in Key West, Florida, grew up
in South Carolina, and joined the US Army in 1989. For twenty years he
served in Ft. Bragg, NC, Schofield Barracks, HI, Ft. Bliss, TX and
returned to work in Charleston, SCwith the SC Army National Guard.
During his second combat tour (OEF 2007) he wrote his first adventure
novel, "Protectors of the Vale", which mirrored the successes and
failures of his PMT team in Afghanistan. In 2009, wrote "Defenders of
Griffon's Peak" which further detailed the adventuers of his sword
weilding and spell casting fantasy characters. Curtiss is a lifelong martial
artist and RPG enthusiast which contributes greatly to his combat
scenes and vivid imagery but it is love for epic heroes and tales of
legend that fuel his love of writing.
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