Neverwinter

Summary: I am alone now. I am free. I am Drizzt Do'Urden, hardened by the whips of the drow matrons and softened by the honest love of friends. The Companions of the Hall are no more, and at long last I have a sense of finality. My journey takes me from Gauntlgrym, as it once took me from Mithral Hall, but I doubt I shall return. It is time to let go of that which is past and seek new roads. I am Sylora Salm, a sworn enemy of Dahlia Sin'felle and loyal disciple of the arch-lich Szass Tam. I will feed the Dread ring with the souls of Neverwinter, and no one can stop me. Not even Dahlia and her newfound ally, the drow. I am Neverwinter, a city once known as the Jewel of the North, burnt to ashes and fighting to survive. As Herzgo Alegni vies for control of my people and Sylora Salm plots to bring about a cataclysm that will destroy me once and for all, I struggle to stand strong. After centuries of life behind my once-glorious walls, can this truly be my end?--back cover