The Dragon Hunters by Christian Warren Freed - Book Tour + Giveaway
The Dragon Hunters
Histories of Malweir Book 2
by Christian Warren Freed
Genre:
Epic Fantasy
Epic Fantasy
The Mage Wars are a fading memory. The kingdoms of Malweir focus on
rebuilding what was lost and moving beyond the vast amounts of death
and devastation. For some it is easy, others far worse. Some men are
made in battle. Grelic of Thrae is one. A seasoned veteran of
numerous campaigns and raids, Grelic is a warrior without a war. He
languishes under mugs of ale and poor choices that eventually find
him locked in the dungeons of King Rentor. His only chance at
redemption is an offer tantamount to suicide: travel north with a
misfit band of adventurers and learn the truth of what happened in
the village of Gend.
rebuilding what was lost and moving beyond the vast amounts of death
and devastation. For some it is easy, others far worse. Some men are
made in battle. Grelic of Thrae is one. A seasoned veteran of
numerous campaigns and raids, Grelic is a warrior without a war. He
languishes under mugs of ale and poor choices that eventually find
him locked in the dungeons of King Rentor. His only chance at
redemption is an offer tantamount to suicide: travel north with a
misfit band of adventurers and learn the truth of what happened in
the village of Gend.
Grelic, suddenly tired of his life, reluctantly agrees and meets the only
survivor of the horrible massacre: Fitch Iane. Broken, mentally and
physically, Fitch babbles about demons stalking through the mists and
a terrible monster prowling the skies, breathing fire and death.
survivor of the horrible massacre: Fitch Iane. Broken, mentally and
physically, Fitch babbles about demons stalking through the mists and
a terrible monster prowling the skies, breathing fire and death.
What begins as a simple reconnaissance mission quickly turns into a quest
to stop Sidian, the Silver Mage from accomplishing his goals in the
Deadlands. The last of the dark mages seeks to recover the four
shards of the crystal of Tol Shere and open the gateway to release
the dark gods from their eternal prison.
to stop Sidian, the Silver Mage from accomplishing his goals in the
Deadlands. The last of the dark mages seeks to recover the four
shards of the crystal of Tol Shere and open the gateway to release
the dark gods from their eternal prison.
Grelic and his team are sorely outnumbered and ill prepared to deal with the
combined threats of a dark mage and one of the great dragons from the
west. Not even the might of the Aeldruin, high elf mercenaries, and
Dakeb, the last of the mages, promises to be enough to stop evil and
restore peace to Thrae.
combined threats of a dark mage and one of the great dragons from the
west. Not even the might of the Aeldruin, high elf mercenaries, and
Dakeb, the last of the mages, promises to be enough to stop evil and
restore peace to Thrae.
Armies of the Silver Mage
Histories of Malweir Book 1
Malweir was once governed by the order of Mages, bringers of peace and light.
Centuries past and the lands prospered. But all was not well. Unknown
to most, one mage desired power above all else. He turned his will to
the banished Dark Gods and brought war to the free lands. Only a
handful of mages survived the betrayal and the Silver Mage was left
free to twist the darker races to his bidding. The only thing he
needs to complete his plan and rule the world forever are the four
shards of the crystal of Tol Shere.
Centuries past and the lands prospered. But all was not well. Unknown
to most, one mage desired power above all else. He turned his will to
the banished Dark Gods and brought war to the free lands. Only a
handful of mages survived the betrayal and the Silver Mage was left
free to twist the darker races to his bidding. The only thing he
needs to complete his plan and rule the world forever are the four
shards of the crystal of Tol Shere.
Having spent most of their lives dreaming about leaving their sleepy village
and travelling the world, Delin Kerny and Fennic Attleford never
thought that one day they would be forced to flee their town in order
to save their lives. Everything changes when they discover the fabled
Star Silver sword and learn that there are some who want the weapon
for themselves. Hunted by a ruthless mercenary, the boys run from Fel
Darrins and are forced into the adventure they only dreamed about.
and travelling the world, Delin Kerny and Fennic Attleford never
thought that one day they would be forced to flee their town in order
to save their lives. Everything changes when they discover the fabled
Star Silver sword and learn that there are some who want the weapon
for themselves. Hunted by a ruthless mercenary, the boys run from Fel
Darrins and are forced into the adventure they only dreamed about.
Ever ashamed of the horrors his kind let loose on the world the last mage,
Dakeb, lives his life in shadows. The only thing keeping him alive is
his quest to stop the Silver Mage from reassembling the crystal. His
chance finally comes through the hearts and wills of Delin and
Fennic. Dakeb bestows upon them the crystal shard, entrusting them
with the one thing capable of restoring peace to Malweir.
Dakeb, lives his life in shadows. The only thing keeping him alive is
his quest to stop the Silver Mage from reassembling the crystal. His
chance finally comes through the hearts and wills of Delin and
Fennic. Dakeb bestows upon them the crystal shard, entrusting them
with the one thing capable of restoring peace to Malweir.
Half of the Goblins were dead before the rest knew what was
happening. They scrambled for cover, spitting a futile volley back in return.
Only three Goblins were alive by the time the Gnaal burst from cover. The elm
stand exploded in a hail of fire and splinters. A terrible roar shook the
ground as the decaying monster stormed into the thick of the battle. Fennic saw
death searching him out.
Phaelor screamed to be drawn. To exact revenge and finish
the job already begun. Dead bodies were flung recklessly aside and crushed
under the Gnaal’s advance. Blaron did exactly as he was told. His eight men
withdrew as fast as they could before the great beast spotted them. Hallis
wasn’t so fortunate. The Gnaal’s rotting head turned his way and those vile
eyes locked on the sergeant. The Gnaal smiled and started towards the ridge.
The recruits broke and ran in fear. Some stood petrified.
Hallis wished he could find a place to hide for this was the most horrific
experience of his life. This went beyond the decadence and horrors on the
plains of Gren. This was pure and malevolent hatred. He shakily reached back
and drew another arrow.
“Save it,” Norgen growled.
The Gnaal was coming closer.
Axe in hand, the Dwarf said, “Take your people and flee.
Look after these two for me.”
“Where are you going?”
Norgen smiled grimly. “I’m tired of running from this
bastard.”
He started to march out to meet the monster. Too many times
he’d been forced to run, each time believing he was free. The Gnaal kept
coming. Each knew the only way to be free was for one of them to die.
Fennic watched in shock. Norgen was committing suicide to
buy them time. Phaelor in hand, the youth rushed off to stand with his friend.
Delin pulled him back just in time.
“Wait! I’ve got a better idea,” he yelled.
The Gnaal’s heavy club missed Norgen’s head and smashed
through a tree.
Delin took one his Goblin arrows and touched it to Phaelor’s
glowing blade.
“What are you doing?” Fennic asked.
He still wasn’t sure. “Just watch.”
Norgen slashed and his axe bit deep into the Gnaal’s
kneecap. They knew he couldn’t last long like this. Norgen needed help. Fennic
stared at the arrow as it started to glow. Hallis joined the fight then, moving
halfway down the slope and firing off the rest of his quiver. They were all dead
if Delin’s idea didn’t work. Delin aimed his arrow carefully and prayed to
every god he knew. He didn’t want to die.
Then the Gnaal saw them. Saw the one thing it hated more
than life itself. The sword! The golden light was an insult to all Gren. It was
an aberration to his master. The Gnaal remembered the pain it caused and knew
what to do. Roaring, it forgot its attackers and made for the two boys on the
hill. The arrow flew towards it.
Seconds slowed so that every action was deliberate and
purposeful. Norgen hacked at the back of its leg. Chunks of muscle and flesh
flew away. Dark blood splashed around him and the Gnaal roared on. The wielder
had to die. Hallis slipped and fell in the ichors. Phaelor glowed bright enough
to rival the sun. And then the arrow struck. The enchanted missile struck the
Gnaal in the eye with a fleshy smack and plunged deep into its fever maddened
mind. Golden light spread like a virus, seeping from every wound and pore. The
Gnaal tossed back its head and screamed before crashing to the ground. There it
lay; Hallis swore under his breath. The Gnaal lay unmoving, not breathing.
Norgen stared wide eyed.
“You did it,” Fennic whispered in disbelief.
Delin would have smiled if his heart wasn’t in his throat
threatening to explode. “We....we need to make sure it’s dead.”
Trembling, they helped each other down to the corpse.
“Stay back,” Norgen warned.
He knew full well how the Gnaal liked to play dead. Too many
friends died that way and he wasn’t willing to let these two follow suit.
Fennic stared into the monster’s lifeless eyes, expecting to learn the true
nature of horror. The feeling of dread was gone.
His thoughts were clear and concise again. The Gnaal was
dead.
“It’s all right,” he reassured them.
Holding Phaelor high, Fennic plunged the blade down through
the dark heart of the beast. A quiet hiss escaped the body. Together they
watched the body melt away, folding in itself until nothing but a putrid scar
remained on the ground. A small piece of evil had left the world.
Christian W. Freed was born in Buffalo, N.Y. more years ago than he would like
to remember. After spending more than 20 years in the active duty US
Army he has turned his talents to writing. Since retiring, he has
gone on to publish 17 military fantasy and science fiction novels, as
well as his memoirs from his time in Iraq and Afghanistan. His first
published book (Hammers in the Wind) has been the #1 free book on
Kindle 4 times and he holds a fancy certificate from the L Ron
Hubbard Writers of the Future Contest.
to remember. After spending more than 20 years in the active duty US
Army he has turned his talents to writing. Since retiring, he has
gone on to publish 17 military fantasy and science fiction novels, as
well as his memoirs from his time in Iraq and Afghanistan. His first
published book (Hammers in the Wind) has been the #1 free book on
Kindle 4 times and he holds a fancy certificate from the L Ron
Hubbard Writers of the Future Contest.
Passionate about history, he combines his knowledge of the past with modern
military tactics to create an engaging, quasi-realistic world for the
readers. He graduated from Campbell University with a degree in
history and is pursuing a Masters of Arts degree in Military History
from Norwich University. He currently lives outside of Raleigh, N.C.
and devotes his time to writing, his family, and their two Bernese
Mountain Dogs. If you drive by you might just find him on the porch
with a cigar in one hand and a pen in the other.
military tactics to create an engaging, quasi-realistic world for the
readers. He graduated from Campbell University with a degree in
history and is pursuing a Masters of Arts degree in Military History
from Norwich University. He currently lives outside of Raleigh, N.C.
and devotes his time to writing, his family, and their two Bernese
Mountain Dogs. If you drive by you might just find him on the porch
with a cigar in one hand and a pen in the other.
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2 Comments
I really like both book covers, but my favorite is, "Armies of the Silver Mage." That bright, beautiful, purple cover is very attention grabbing! Looking forward to checking these books out!
ReplyDeleteI did enjoy the excerpt. Thanks for the opportunity
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