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The Name of Death
The Name of Death
The Name of Death
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Drada Koehn is a fearless, formidable fighter ensnared in a presaged war against the northern humans. When the Speaker foretells their victory upon discovery of the name of death, she sets out to unravel the mysterious prophecy. Now, bound by duty and honor, Drada faces untold horrors with her companions, searching for what may never be found. In a story of unexpected twists, she soon finds that her resolve to see the quest done will be the fortune or doom of her people.

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Release dateJan 2, 2017
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    The Name of Death - Joshua Robertson

    The Name of Death

    Thrice Nine Legends

    Joshua Robertson

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    Copyright © 2017 by Joshua Robertson

    Published by Crimson Edge Press, LLC

    www.robertsonwrites.com

    All rights reserved. This book or any portion thereof may not be reproduced or used in any manner whatsoever without the express written permission of the publisher except for the use of brief quotations in a book review.

    Printed in the United States of America

    First Printing, 2017

    Cover art by Winter Bayne.

    There once was a time when the gods were gods without question. When men were men without example. When heroes were only the frivolous dreams of lurid mortality. It was a time when truths and untruths were indistinguishable, hatred and love were equally excusable, and life and death regaled all of humanity in the same breath. Myths of old were realized and legends were born from the very dust man was formed of, to be told and retold until the grace of time altered them beyond knowing or forgot them completely. Still, some tales were preserved deep within the hearts of mankind, for reasons that could not be fathomed. Perhaps bearing the fruit of some profound truth or kept alive merely by the strength of the men who lived them. Some tales would never be forgotten.

    Thrice Nine Legends Saga

    The Blood of Dragons by Joshua Robertson & J.C. Boyd

    ANAERFELL*

    HESHAYOL*

    The Kaelandur Series by Joshua Robertson

    MELKORKA*

    DYNDAER*

    MAHARIA*

    Other Thrice Nine Legends Saga by Joshua Robertson & J.C. Boyd

    STRONG ARMED*

    WHEN BLOOD FALLS*

    THE NAME OF DEATH*

    WARDEN OF THE ASH TREE*

    THE HIGHBORN LONGWALKER*

    DEATH AT DUSK**

    Additional Works

    Legacy Series by Joshua Robertson & J.C. Boyd

    BLOOD AND BILE*

    THE HAWKHURST SAGA*

    GRIMSDALR*

    THE PRINCE’S PARISH*

    JACK SPRATT*

    *Published by Crimson Edge

    **Forthcoming by Crimson Edge

    Table of Contents

    Chapter 1

    Chapter 2

    Chapter 3

    Chapter 4

    Chapter 5

    About the Author

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    The Name of Death

    Thrice Nine Legends

    Joshua Robertson

    Month of Ripening

    Fifth of Warmth

    1351 CE

    Chapter 1

    Drada Koehn’s armor -clad knees sank into the soft mud on the eastern bank of the forked river. Undried by summer’s heat, a hundred miles from the war and hundreds of miles more from home, the mud was cool in the far-reaching shade. Drada relaxed, balancing on her knees and toes, while carefully reattaching the veil to the bottom of her helm, hiding the lower half of her face.

    The thick, tannish cloth heated her cheeks and anchored her breath while she kneeled under the canopy of the concentrated treetops. Never had she seen trees as wide and high as those in the Dyndaer Forest. The trees from her homeland, beyond the mountains in Haemus Mons, were admittedly sticks in comparison to these tall woods.

    Wrylyc, the skittish Kras, had claimed the Dyndaer was unfit for travel with beasts and barbaric men to boot. His forewarning had not scared

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