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Chapters (35)
  1. Cover
  2. Title Page
  3. Dedication
  4. Acknowledgements
  5. Maps
  6. Dramatis Personae
  7. The Tiste: Holds, Greater and Lesser Houses, Priesthood and Court
  8. Prelude
  9. Part One : In These Gifts the Shapes of Adoration
  10. Chapter One
  11. Chapter Two
  12. Chapter Three
  13. Chapter Four
  14. Chapter Five
  15. Part Two : The Solitude of This Fire
  16. Chapter Six
  17. Chapter Seven
  18. Chapter Eight
  19. Chapter Nine
  20. Chapter Ten
  21. Part Three : The Proofs of Your Ambition
  22. Chapter Eleven
  23. Chapter Twelve
  24. Chapter Thirteen
  25. Chapter Fourteen
  26. Chapter Fifteen
  27. Part Four : The Forge of Darkness
  28. Chapter Sixteen
  29. Chapter Seventeen
  30. Chapter Eighteen
  31. Chapter Nineteen
  32. Chapter Twenty
  33. About the Author
  34. Also by Steven Erikson
  35. Copyright

Even the highborn warriors of the Houseblades were made uneasy by the Hust Legion and their haunted weapons. Not all, of course, and something was about to come of that, and it was for this reason that Galar Baras found himself riding in the company of Kellaras, commander of the Houseblades of Purake.

There had been changes to that House. Upon the blessing of Nimander, for his service to Mother Dark, all land holdings had been relinquished to Mother Dark, and all those Tiste born to the bloodline, and their attendant staff, warriors, mendicants and scholars, now served her, taking the name of Andii, Children of Night.

The First Son of Darkness, Lord Anomander, whom Kellaras served, had shown no reluctance in his praise for the Hust Legion, and was open in his admiration for the House of Hustain. His forces had been the first to arrive in relief of the south Borderswords following the Stand at the Mines, and Galar remembered seeing Lord Anomander crossing the bloodied ground to speak with Toras Redone, the seniormost warrior who had assumed command of the Borderswords and in the days following would be officially granted the title of commander. That march itself was a measure of respect: the Lord could have as easily summoned Toras; instead, it was he who reached out to clasp her forearm, astonishing all the Borderswords present.

On that day, in the minds of the warriors who would soon become soldiers of the Hust Legion, they became Andiian; they too became Sons and Daughters of Night.

None of them could have imagined the political divisiveness that would result from that fateful moment: the schism that would rupture the relationship between Urusander’s Legion and that of the Hust. From months fighting side by side, suddenly Galar Baras and his fellow Hustain – with their dread weapons – were no longer welcome among Urusander’s ranks.