Waykeep

A half-mile below was that same valley he had been trying to leave when his raisins shifted: the long, wooded valley between ridges, the one those people had called Waykeep.

The Gates of Thorbardin Parkinson, Dan 1990

And every - where, among and around them, were little heaps of clothing and armor -- all that remained of the dwarves of Waykeep, fighters released from an ancient spell for one last cut, one last thrust, at an enemy.

The Gates of Thorbardin Parkinson, Dan 1990

In the distance below, the red dragon was winging for the mountains east of Waykeep.

The Gates of Thorbardin Parkinson, Dan 1990

In the distance below, the red dragon was winging for the mountains east of Waykeep.

The Gates of Thorbardin Parkinson, Dan 1990

And twenty miles from the ancient temple of Gargath, across the ridge line separating Waykeep from the Vale of Respite, ranks of armed goblins spread across the north end of a fertile valley, awaiting orders for their advance southward, where unsuspecting villages lay sleeping among the moonlit fields.

The Gates of Thorbardin Parkinson, Dan 1990

And every - where, among and around them, were little heaps of clothing and armor -- all that remained of the dwarves of Waykeep, fighters released from an ancient spell for one last cut, one last thrust, at an enemy.

The Gates of Thorbardin Parkinson, Dan 1990

A half-mile below was that same valley he had been trying to leave when his raisins shifted: the long, wooded valley between ridges, the one those people had called Waykeep.

The Gates of Thorbardin Parkinson, Dan 1990

Since leaving the pass between Waykeep and Respite, Bobbin had tried any number of times to return, but the soarwagon wouldn't go.

The Gates of Thorbardin Parkinson, Dan 1990

He had seen the great black cats of Waykeep only once.

The Gates of Thorbardin Parkinson, Dan 1990

He had seen the great black cats of Waykeep only once.

The Gates of Thorbardin Parkinson, Dan 1990