By L. E. Modesitt Jr.
The most important fable from L. E. Modesitt, Jr. to date, colours of Chaos is the tale of the White Chaos wizard Cerryl: his schooling in existence and love, and his upward thrust to strength within the magicians guild of Fairhaven. this is often the direct sequel to The White Order, which informed of Cerryl's boyhood and formative years, and happens even as the occasions in Modesitt's past novel, The Magic Engineer. but it stands on my own, the longest Recluce novel, a portrayal of the expansion and alter of personality and of the strengths and weaknesses of an age-old civilization held jointly by means of the ability of magic.
Ceryl, now an entire mage within the White Order, needs to turn out himself indispensible to Jeslek, the excessive Wizard. no matter if via assassination, powerful gorvernance of occupied territory or the fearless and smart path of troops in conflict, Ceryl faces many harrowing stumbling blocks, no longer the least of that is Anya, the plotting seductress who's the genuine energy behind the curtain of the white wizards. together with his wits, his integrity, and the aid of his love, the Black healer Leyladin, he needs to live on lengthy sufficient to assert his rightful spot in the ruling heirarchy of the White Order.
This is a must-read for fans of the Saga of Recluce, delivering a distinct, sympathetic viewpoint of the White Chaos wizards-the forces that all through historical past have hostile the magicians of Recluce.
Colors of Chaos is the 9th e-book within the saga of Recluce.
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Colors of Chaos (Saga of Recluce, Book 9) by L. E. Modesitt Jr.