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Dragons. Pirates. Dark Magic. Forbidden Love. Thac is no place for the faint of heart... Plunge into epic tales of deadly trials, forbidden secrets, and dragon-forged destinies in this thrilling anthology of finished stories from the magical world of Thac…

Baron Gryswold of Ravenford lies dead, his heart torn from his chest. Divine magic can revive him—if his heart is reclaimed in time. Now his daughter, the Lady Andrella, joins Glolindir and their companions in a desperate quest to save him.

A mad monarch bent on world domination. A cult seeking ultimate destruction. Darkness rises on two fronts. A century and a half after the Thrall Masters’ reign of terror, a relic of their forbidden magic has resurfaced. The insane Princess of Lanfor, soaring in her flying fortress and backed by an army of dragons, will stop at nothing to claim it.

A century and a half after the Thrall Masters decimated the land of Thac, a remnant of their dread power has resurfaced—and the Serpent Cult will stop at nothing to seize it. To foil their plans, Glolindir and his companions must seek an ancient monolith hidden deep within the perilous Darkwoods. But first, they face a graver threat: branded as traitors, they must prove their innocence in brutal trial by combat—or be banished from Ravenford forever.

The dark mage served an evil cult steeped in forbidden magic. For reasons cloaked in shadow, they’ve set their sights on the small town of Ravenford. As threats arise both within and beyond the town’s borders, Glolindir and his companions embark on an impossible quest: protect Ravenford from a relentless tide of mythical creatures, assassins, and dark magic.

Glolindir, an elven mage, believed he had mastered arcane magic—until a mythical creature nearly ended his life. He only survived thanks to his newfound friends: a dual weapon warrior as daring as he is reckless, a roguish halfling whose knives are nearly as sharp as his tongue, and a saintly gnome whose healing touch borders on the divine.