Sojourn (Forgotten Realms: The Dark Elf Trilogy, #3; Legend of Drizzt, #3)

by R.A. Salvatore

This sun, for all the anguish it brought me physically, came to represent my denial of that other, darker world.

In the end, to a preacher’s ultimate sorrow, the choice of a god is a personal one, and the alignment to a being is in accord with one’s internal code of principles. A missionary might coerce and trick would-be disciples, but no rational being can truly follow the determined orders of any god-figure if those orders run contrary to his own tenets.

The gods of the realms are many and varied—or they are the many and varied names and identities tagged onto the same being. I know not—and care not—which.

The harshness of the world brings great remorse, but mercifully it is a passing lament and certainly not one to carry into battle.”

The strength of any ranger is wisdom, Drizzt. A ranger understands himself, his enemies, and his friends. You thought me impaired, else you never would have attempted so brash a maneuver as to jump over me. But I understood you and anticipated the move.”

Dread is a strange emotion, a culmination of too-subtle clues that brings as much confusion as fear.

Of all the people I have ever met, none has held themselves to higher standards of honor and decency than Catti-brie.