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Eid & Schwert - Im Schatten der Drachenreiter
Die Drachenreiter von Thir Duhamat 1
By: Laird Oliver
Narrated by: Christopher Mayer
Length: 7 hrs and 20 mins

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Summary

Coryn Cohale zog die Beingurte fester und späte in die Tiefe. Sternenlose Finsternis verhüllte die Ruinen von Lach Lohâin, aus deren Mitte sich die obsidianschwarzen Mauern der Ehrenwacht erhoben. Die Festung war das letzte Bollwerk der freien Menschen von Thir Duhamat in den Marschen und der Stachel im Fleisch des Heiligen Kreuzzugs, der die Templer daran hinderte, in die blühenden Ebenen von Ynys Tyr einzufallen. Coryn schauderte. Über den ersten Ausläufern des gegnerischen Heerbanns schien die Luft spürbar abzukühlen. Diesmal wollten es die fanatischen Glaubenskrieger wissen. Aufgestachelt von Wein und Weihrauch stürmten sie siegessicher grölend auf den ausgetrockneten Festungsgraben zu, um den jahrhundertelang schwärenden Krieg endlich zu entscheiden. Nur einer von zehn würde den Angriff überleben.