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Shield Knight: Ghost Orcs
Shield Knight: Ghost Orcs
Shield Knight: Ghost Orcs
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Ridmark Arban is the Shield Knight, the defender of the realm of Andomhaim from dark magic.

But when dark magic stirs in the mountains of Taliand, not even the power of the Shield Knight might be enough to save Andomhaim...

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Release dateAug 31, 2017
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Shield Knight: Ghost Orcs
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Jonathan Moeller

Standing over six feet tall, Jonathan Moeller has the piercing blue eyes of a Conan of Cimmeria, the bronze-colored hair of a Visigothic warrior-king, and the stern visage of a captain of men, none of which are useful in his career as a computer repairman, alas.He has written the "Demonsouled" trilogy of sword-and-sorcery novels, and continues to write the "Ghosts" sequence about assassin and spy Caina Amalas, the "$0.99 Beginner's Guide" series of computer books, and numerous other works.Visit his website at:http://www.jonathanmoeller.comVisit his technology blog at:http://www.jonathanmoeller.com/screed

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    Shield Knight - Jonathan Moeller

    SHIELD KNIGHT: GHOST ORCS

    Jonathan Moeller

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    Description

    Ridmark Arban is the Shield Knight, the defender of the realm of Andomhaim from dark magic.

    But when dark magic stirs in the mountains of Taliand, not even the power of the Shield Knight might be enough to save Andomhaim...

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    Shield Knight: Ghost Orcs

    Copyright 2017 by Jonathan Moeller.

    Smashwords Edition.

    Cover image copyright © Fernando Gregory | Dreamstime.

    Ebook edition published September 2017.

    All Rights Reserved.

    This novel is a work of fiction. Names, characters, places and incidents are either the product of the author's imagination, or, if real, used fictitiously. No part of this book may be reproduced or transmitted in any form or by any electronic or mechanical means, including photocopying, recording, or by any information storage and retrieval system, without the express written permission of the author or publisher, except where permitted by law.

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    Author's Note

    SHIELD KNIGHT: GHOST ORCS is a novella set about one year before the events portrayed in SEVENFOLD SWORD: CHAMPION.

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    Chapter 1: The Hunt

    Ridmark Arban expected trouble.

    I don’t expect any trouble, said Tormark Arban, Ridmark’s eldest brother and the Dux of Taliand.

    Ridmark looked at his brother and grunted. Sure of that?

    They rode at the head of a column of horsemen, the party making its way through the foothills of the mountains of southern Taliand. Tormark was thirteen years older than Ridmark, which put him at just under fifty years of age. He had tended towards stoutness in his younger, more active days, and in the seven years since he had become Dux of Taliand, the stoutness had become obesity. Ridmark felt sorry for the horse that had to bear Tormark’s bulk. Nevertheless, Ridmark's brother was a good lord, and the people of Taliand had known prosperity and order in the seven years since Tormark had become Dux.

    Tormark smiled. This isn’t the Northerland, brother. His hair had turned entirely gray, his blue eyes in a face made ruddy by exertion and the wind. The pagan orcs were driven out or converted long ago, the ruins of the dark elves made safe, and the Shaluuskan orcs haven’t come this far west in a long time.

    We’re hunting mountain lions, said Ridmark. Always best to remain cautious. And these mountains have entrances to the Deeps. You never know when something might come out of them.

    And if something does come out of the Deeps, said Tormark, we are be quite equipped to deal with it.

    Ridmark said nothing. Tormark did have a point.

    The Dux of Taliand liked to hunt, and his taste for hunting had been inherited by his eldest daughter Sabrina. So, for her twelfth birthday, Tormark had offered to take her hunting for lions in the mountain valleys, and the girl had accepted eagerly. Of course, the Dux of Taliand and his eldest daughter (one of the most eligible maidens in the realm of Andomhaim) could hardly go anywhere alone. Thirty of Tormark’s household knights accompanied them, along with their squires, Tormark’s Master of the Hunt, four men from the kennel to handle the Dux’s hunting mastiffs, three squires to attend to the Dux himself, and two noblewomen chosen by Sabrina’s mother to see to her needs and to safeguard her reputation among so many men.

    So nearly ninety men and women made up the hunting party, but Ridmark had joined it alone. After the High King’s campaign against the khaldjari in the Northerland, Ridmark had wanted to return straight home to his wife and sons. But Calliande had suggested that he stop at Castra Arban on his way back to see Tormark. It always seemed to bother Calliande that Ridmark was not closer to any of his brothers, perhaps because she had been an only child herself.

    And that was how Ridmark found himself accompanying his brother and niece on a hunting party into the mountains of Taliand.

    And there is one other thing, Father, said Sabrina.

    Oh? said Tormark, glancing back at his daughter. What is that?

    Sabrina rode a short distance behind them, flanked by her ladies-in-waiting. She had Tormark’s thick black hair and blue eyes, though fortunately for her she had inherited her mother’s looks

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