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Carnivores of Light and Darkness

Carnivores of Light and Darkness

Journeys of the Catechist: Book 1

Alan Dean Foster

THROUGH THE UNSTABLE LANDS

Etjole Ehomba is a herdsman whose simple sense of honor demands that he fulfill the dying wish of a ship-wrecked stranger. Even though his promise means that Ehomba--armed only with a bone knife and a sky-metal sword--must walk the length of a world, cross lands of unceasing peril, sail an impassable ocean, vanquish an unstoppable evil, and resuce a woman he has never met for the sake of a dead man he did not know.

No wizard or warrior would attempt such a mad quest. But a man who poses questions to everything he meets may find answers that no wizard could imagine...

Into the Thinking Kingdoms

Into the Thinking Kingdoms

Journeys of the Catechist: Book 2

Alan Dean Foster

ACROSS THE LETHAL NATIONS

Etjole Ehomba has led his companions through jungle, veldt, and desert. Now to reach the fabled port of Hamacassar, the simple herdsman must trek through deadly "civilized" lands where flowers wage war, dogs herd lightning, demons govern darkness, and Time itself can be held captive.

In this new world, the tribesman must rely upon his friends, wondrous weapons, and the magic of memories so potent they can raise the dead or bring the sea to dry land. But no matter where he goes, evey seer and sage Ehomba meets offers the same prophecy: his quest will end in failure... and death.

A Triumph of Souls

A Triumph of Souls

Journeys of the Catechist: Book 3

Alan Dean Foster

"The skeleton that dismounted was neither the tallest nor the most stout of those pale white specters that were arrayed against the travelers, but it strode forward with a stiff-jointed dignity none of its demised confederates could not match. With plucked feathers streaming from the gilded helmet that rocked atop its bleached skull, it approached the living. Halting barely a spear length sway, the skeleton placed one bony arm across its splayed rib cage--and bowed..."