Wednesday evening, October 20, at 7:00 PM, set down your control keys and your d20 and join Christie Golden and Richard Knaak, as they stop by en route to BlizzCon 2010. Bestselling author Christie’s new World of Warcraft novel, The Shattering, is the prelude to the major new event in the world of the massive multiplayer on-line roleplaying game, “Cataclysm.” Star Wars fans who missed Christie at Comic-Con in July will have a chance to have her sign copies of Allies, her new Fate of the Jedi novel, as well.
His eyes were open now, watching the path of the tiny flame. If you continue your path, little spark, you will cause great harm.I must burn! I must live!There are places where your glow and heat are welcome. Find them, do not destroy the dwellings or take the lives of my people!For
a second, he seemed to wink out of existence but then blazed back with
renewed vigor.Thrall knew what he had to do. He lifted his hand. Forgive
me, Brother Flame. But I must protect my people from the harm you would
cause them. I have requested, I have begged, now I warn.The spark
seemed to spasm, and yet he continued on his lethal course.Thrall,
grim-faced, clenched his hand hard. The spark flared defiantly, then
dwindled, finally settling down to nothing more than the faintest of
glowing embers. For now, he would no longer do anyone harm.The threat
had ended, but Thrall was reeling. This was not the way of the shaman
with the elements. It was a relationship of mutual respect, not of
threats and control and, in the end, destruction. Oh, the Spirit of Fire
could never be extinguished. It was far greater than anything any
shaman, or even group of shaman, could ever attempt to do to him. He was
eternal, as all the spirits of the elements were. But this part of him,
this elemental manifestation, had been defiant, uncooperative. And he
had not been alone. He was part of a disturbing trend of elements that
were sullen and rebellious rather than cooperative. And in the end,
Thrall had had to completely dominate him. Other shaman were now calling
rain to soak the city in case there was another aberrant spark that
persisted in its course of devastation.Thrall stood in the rain, letting
it soak him, pour off his massive green shoulders, and drip down his
arms. What in the name of the ancestors was happening?
What began as a quest for truth has become a struggle for survival for Luke Skywalker and his son, Ben. They have used the secrets of the Mindwalkers to transcend their own bodies and speak with the spirits of the fallen, risking their very lives in the process. They have faced a team of Sith assassins and beaten the odds to destroy them. And now the death squad’s sole survivor, Sith apprentice Vestara Khai, has summoned an entire fleet of Sith frigates to engage the embattled father and son. But the dark warriors come bearing a surprising proposition that will bring Jedi and Sith together in an unprecedented alliance against an evil more ancient and alien than they can imagine.
While the Skywalkers and their Sith allies set off on their joint mission into the treacherous web of black holes that is the Maw, Han and Leia Solo risk arrest and worse to aid the Jedi imprisoned back on Coruscant. Tyrannical Chief of State Natasi Daala has issued orders that will open a permanent schism between her government and the Jedi Order—a schism that could turn all Jedi into renegades and wanted criminals.
But it is in the depths of the Maw that the future of the galaxy will be decided. For there the Skywalkers and their Sith allies will engage a true monster in battle, and Luke will come face-to-face with a staggering truth.