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R.A. Salvatore
“Let us say that we did battle, and I emerged the victor. By your reasoning, I would thus become the rightful King of Vaa-oh, wait. I see now. That would not serve, since I haven't the proper bloodline. What a cunning system you have there. You and all the other self-proclaimed royalty of Faerun. By your conditions, you alone are kings and queens and lords and ladies of court. You alone matter, while the peasant grovels and kneels in the mud, and since you alone are 'rightful' in the eyes of this god or that, then the peasant cannot complain. He must accept his muddy lot in life and revel in his misery, all in the knowledge that he serves the rightful king.”
R.A. Salvatore, Road of the Patriarch

R.A. Salvatore
“Of all the traits I find important in those with whom I surround myself, the one that matters most to me is the value of that person鈥檚 word. Without that, there is no trust. Without trust, there is no chance at any true relationship.

People who know me and see that I am friends with Jarlaxle might wonder about this, but the truth of Jarlaxle is that he has honor, that he would not coerce or lie or cheat on any matter of importance. He is a game player, and will bend the rules to his advantage more often than not, but he is not a malicious person and wouldn鈥檛 lie to his friends if he knew it would cause harm.

Take his effect on Artemis Entreri: It cannot be understated.”
R.A. Salvatore, Lolth's Warrior

R.A. Salvatore
“Entreri was possessed of many of these same qualities, though they were buried beneath great pain and unrelenting anger, mostly self-loathing. He had honor, but only in that it allowed him to hurt others. Jarlaxle coaxed him from that state.”
R.A. Salvatore, Lolth's Warrior

R.A. Salvatore
“Entreri had killed many foes, both in battle and in secret. He had lived as a hired assassin. Always had he justified his work by telling himself that he had never killed anyone who hadn鈥檛 deserved it-the world was a brutal place, after all. He still believed that to some extent鈥�.except when it came to the work he did with this particular weapon. He hadn鈥檛 just killed people with it; he had obligated their souls and stolen whatever afterlife might have awaited them. How many victims deserved that?”
R.A. Salvatore, Relentless

R.A. Salvatore
“Ah, yes, true that,鈥� Jarlaxle agreed, feigning defeat. 鈥淚t escaped me that you are without the strong sense of irony to go that delicious route.鈥� Jarlaxle turned to the others. 鈥淪o we have it, then,鈥� he declared. 鈥淚t was the illithids, a grand and brilliant plan! Or it was Lolth herself, ever making chaos for her enjoyment. Or it was one of her great rivals, then鈥攑erhaps Demogorgon!鈥攂lowing up the whole damned Lolthian world on Faerun.鈥� 鈥淥r it was nothing at all beyond the epiphany of two women in position to make a difference,鈥� Entreri said dryly. He sighed and shook his head, then looked up at Wulfgar, who stood beside him. 鈥淵ou see, my friend?鈥� he asked with sarcasm exceeding that of the others. 鈥淭his is why we can鈥檛 have good things, good thoughts, simple joy, or hope.鈥� Jarlaxle laughed loudly at that, amused. But there really was a nagging doubt here, about all of it. The most important lesson he had learned in his desperate struggle to survive in Menzoberranzan was that nothing鈥攏othing!鈥攚as as it seemed. Not ever. But how he wanted to believe that this time would be different.”
R.A. Salvatore, Relentless

R.A. Salvatore
“Consider this part of your journey a growing experience,鈥� Jarlaxle explained. 鈥淵ou don鈥檛 have your son鈥檚 scimitars anymore. Do you think I would allow my second鈥斺€�
鈥淜immuriel is your second.鈥�
鈥淗e鈥檚 the other half of my first. In my part of Bregan D鈥檃erthe, in my, shall we say, personal journeys, you are my partner.鈥�
鈥淵ou called me your second. Now I鈥檓 your partner? And does Artemis Entreri know of this new arrangement?鈥�
鈥淲e鈥檝e a fight coming. Are you going to argue about everything?鈥�
鈥淭itles matter.鈥�
鈥淲hat would you prefer?鈥�
鈥淵our better,鈥� Zak said, and he pulled the eyepatch from his head and tossed it back to Jarlaxle.”
R.A. Salvatore, Starlight Enclave

R.A. Salvatore
“His treasure, don鈥檛 you see?鈥� said Entreri. 鈥淭hey, we two, Bregan D鈥檃erthe, Luskan itself鈥攚e are all Jarlaxle鈥檚 treasure. He鈥檚 like a dragon, but he hoards people and power instead of gold and gems.”
R.A. Salvatore, Starlight Enclave

R.A. Salvatore
“It seems that we鈥檝e stumbled upon an enclave of drow who collectively favor Jarlaxle鈥檚 flamboyant style.鈥� 鈥淭hey are pale shadows of Jarlaxle,鈥� Jarlaxle assured her with a grin. 鈥淢aybe that鈥檚 why Artemis Entreri is uncomfortable,鈥� Zak remarked.”
R.A. Salvatore, Starlight Enclave

R.A. Salvatore
“They play hard, and drink harder,鈥� said Entreri, who was nursing a tremendous headache. 鈥淭hey dance, they love, and they sing with abandon.鈥�
鈥淎nd they drink,鈥� Jarlaxle repeated with a knowing grin. Entreri groaned and held his head. 鈥淵ou enjoyed your time with Vessi?鈥� Catti-brie said with a laugh. 鈥淭oo much so. But yes. He took me to a place he called De鈥檒irr. I did not know that drow could sweat so much.鈥� The other two looked at him curiously. 鈥淚t was half a dance, half a fight to see who could stay on the floor the longest. Few left alone.鈥�
鈥淚ncluding Entreri?鈥� The man just shrugged and even seemed to blush a bit, which caught Catti-brie off guard.
鈥淭hey are alive,鈥� Entreri went on. 鈥淢aybe more alive than any people I have known. They play harder than many fight.”
R.A. Salvatore, Starlight Enclave

R.A. Salvatore
“He stared at it for a long while, hating himself for having to so manipulate his friend yet again. That thought surprised the drow; when in his entire life had he ever felt such a twang? In his betrayal of Zaknafein those centuries before, perhaps? He looked at Entreri again, and he felt as if he was staring at his old drow companion.”
R.A. Salvatore, Road of the Patriarch (The Sellswords, Book 3) Publisher: Wizards of the Coast

R.A. Salvatore
“Are you satisfied now, my friend?鈥� Jarlaxle asked.

Entreri put his head down and forced himself to remain calm then turned around, his expression revealing his emptiness.”
R.A. Salvatore, Road of the Patriarch (The Sellswords, Book 3) Publisher: Wizards of the Coast

R.A. Salvatore
“Farewell, Jarlaxle. Or fare ill. It matters not to me.鈥�

鈥淏ut I am your muse.鈥�

鈥淚 don鈥檛 like the songs you inspire.鈥�

Entreri turned his mount around, stepping to the stair.”
R.A. Salvatore, Road of the Patriarch (The Sellswords, Book 3) Publisher: Wizards of the Coast

R.A. Salvatore
“His mind went back to his early days with Artemis Entreri, when they had been avowed enemies. Throughout many years, the assassin remained obsessed with battling Drizzt鈥擡ntreri clutched a self-destructive need to prove himself better than Drizzt. The drow had called him out on that unhealthy fixation, even after he had come to understand that Entreri needed to prove he was the better fighter because the mere existence of Drizzt was giving lie to Entreri鈥檚 entire way of life. How could anyone fight as well as Artemis Entreri without possessing the inner rage that consumed the man?”
R.A. Salvatore, Glacier's Edge

R.A. Salvatore
“He turned back once more and walked the rest of the way to their home. Regis stood back while Donnola fumbled with the key to their front door, then nearly jumped out of his boots, as did his wife, when that door was opened from within by an unexpected visitor.

"How did you get in?鈥� Donnola asked, and Regis nearly snickered, considering the target of the question. What lock in all the world could even slow this man?

鈥淚 would have a word,鈥� Artemis Entreri replied, offering a slight bow to the woman.”
R.A. Salvatore, Lolth's Warrior

R.A. Salvatore
“Very little unnerved Artemis Entreri, but the manner of death facilitated by the necromantic spells of Effron Sin鈥檇alay was not anything he ever wanted to experience.”
R.A. Salvatore, Lolth's Warrior

R.A. Salvatore
“You know my history with Dahlia,鈥� Catti-brie protested.

鈥淵ou know Dahlia鈥檚 history with Drizzt.鈥� 鈥淪o do not ever forget it. But forgive it. That is what we do, is it not?鈥�

Catti-brie really didn鈥檛 have an answer for that. But it didn鈥檛 matter. 鈥淵ou have a deal,鈥� she told Entreri.”
R.A. Salvatore, Lolth's Warrior

R.A. Salvatore
“He reached up to his huge hat and pulled forth a small black piece of cloth. Seeing it, Entreri just lowered his head and sighed, for he knew what was coming. Jarlaxle spun the cloth about and it elongated, grew larger and larger. The drow threw it against the wall, and the whole area of the structure that the black circle covered simply disappeared. The typical portable hole, a rare and valuable item, created an extra-dimensional pocket, but, as with most of his items. Jarlaxle鈥檚 device was far from typical. Depending on which side the drow threw down, the portable hole would either create the pocket, or simply put a temporary hole in whatever surface it had struck.”
R.A. Salvatore, The Collected Stories: The Legend of Drizzt (Dungeons & Dragons) by R. A. Salvatore (2011) Mass Market Paperback

R.A. Salvatore
“Entreri went for the chest of drawers as Jarlaxle moved to the closet.

鈥淧oor taste,鈥� he heard the dark elf say, and turned to see Jarlaxle rifling through the hanging clothes, most of them drab and grey.

Entreri shook his head and pulled open the bottom drawer, finding some linens, and under them, a small pouch of coins, which disappeared into his pocket.”
R.A. Salvatore, The Collected Stories: The Legend of Drizzt (Dungeons & Dragons) by R. A. Salvatore (2011) Mass Market Paperback

R.A. Salvatore
“Let me inspect for traps鈥�

鈥淣o need鈥� said the dark elf.

He stepped back and produced a silver whistle, hung about his neck on a chain. Two short blows and there came a pop and a flash as the secret compartment magically opened.”
R.A. Salvatore, The Collected Stories: The Legend of Drizzt (Dungeons & Dragons) by R. A. Salvatore (2011) Mass Market Paperback

R.A. Salvatore
“Profound, magical silence quieted even the yelping and howling dogs below. Entreri knew that it was Jarlaxle鈥檚 doing, the drow鈥檚 standard opening salvo against dangerous magic-users. Without the ability to use verbal components, a wizard鈥檚 repertoire was severely limited.”
R.A. Salvatore, The Collected Stories: The Legend of Drizzt (Dungeons & Dragons) by R. A. Salvatore (2011) Mass Market Paperback

R.A. Salvatore
“Without sight or hearing, how did you know he was there?鈥�

Entreri looked over at the dead man. He had pulled out the top drawer of the dresser as he鈥檇 slumped to the floor, its contents spilled about him.

鈥淚 told him I had hit him with the needle from the window,鈥� the assassin explained. 鈥淚 guessed that one of those bottles contained the antidote. He wanted to use the cover of the darkness and the silence to take care of that little detail.鈥�

鈥淲ell done!鈥� Said Jarlaxle. 鈥淚 knew there was a reason I kept you around.”
R.A. Salvatore, The Collected Stories: The Legend of Drizzt (Dungeons & Dragons) by R. A. Salvatore (2011) Mass Market Paperback

R.A. Salvatore
“He was a shade-a creature infused with the stuff of shadow.鈥�

Entreri shrugged, for that meant nothing to him.

鈥淎nd you killed him with your vampiric dagger, yes?鈥�

Entreri shrugged again, starting to get worried, but Jarlaxle merely laughed and produced a small mirror. Looking into it, Entreri could see, even in the dim light, that his normally brown skin had taken on a bit of a grey pallor-nothing too noticeable.

鈥淵ou have infused yourself with a bit of that essence.鈥� Said the drow.”
R.A. Salvatore, The Collected Stories: The Legend of Drizzt (Dungeons & Dragons) by R. A. Salvatore (2011) Mass Market Paperback

R.A. Salvatore
“It crossed over his small bed and dived into a silhouette he had painted on the wall- a representation of a lithe figure with a ridiculously large hat. As always, the dagger struck true, just a few inches above the bed and right in the groin area of the silhouette.

鈥淥uch, I suppose,鈥� Jarlaxle said.

鈥淎t least,鈥� said Entreri.

When he looked at his partner, Entreri nearly stepped back in surprise, for Jarlaxle had his eye patch up in his forehead, showing Entreri both his eyes at once for the first time.”
R.A. Salvatore, The Collected Stories: The Legend of Drizzt (Dungeons & Dragons) by R. A. Salvatore (2011) Mass Market Paperback

R.A. Salvatore
“You have heard of us and wish to hire us,鈥� says Jarlaxle.

鈥淥f course.鈥�

鈥淵ou do not look like one who would wish another killed.鈥�

The woman blanched at the drow鈥檚 suggestion, Entreri noted. For that was Entreri鈥檚 role whenever they met a new prospective employer and Jarlaxle posed that very same question. Jarlaxle always liked to start such interviews in a blunt manner.

鈥淚 was told that you two were skilled in鈥rocurement.”
R.A. Salvatore, The Collected Stories: The Legend of Drizzt (Dungeons & Dragons) by R. A. Salvatore (2011) Mass Market Paperback

R.A. Salvatore
“A dragon,鈥� Entreri remarked. 鈥淎nother stinking dragon. What game is this to you?鈥� he asked his partner. 鈥淵ou keep placing me in front of stinking dragons! In all my life, I had never even seen a wyrm, and now, beside you, I have come to know them far too well.”
R.A. Salvatore, The Collected Stories: The Legend of Drizzt (Dungeons & Dragons) by R. A. Salvatore (2011) Mass Market Paperback

R.A. Salvatore
“Kill you?鈥� Ilnezhara said with feigned horror. 鈥淧retty drow, why would I ever wish such a thing as that? Oh no, I have plans for you, to be sure, but killing you isn鈥檛 in them.鈥� She snuggled a bit closer as she spoke, and Jarlaxle grinned, seeming very pleased.

鈥淪he鈥檚 a dragon!鈥� Entreri said, and all three looked at him.”
R.A. Salvatore, The Collected Stories: The Legend of Drizzt (Dungeons & Dragons) by R. A. Salvatore (2011) Mass Market Paperback

R.A. Salvatore
“Of course, that didn鈥檛 stop him from sliding his hand across to relieve Entreri of the magical flute once more. The Drow brought it farther around his back to a waiting loop on his belt-a magical loop that would tighten and resist thieving fingers. Except that what Jarlaxle thought was the loop was really Entreri鈥檚 cupped hand and the man wasted no time in bringing the flute back.

Such was the fog in the friendship of thieves.”
R.A. Salvatore, The Collected Stories: The Legend of Drizzt (Dungeons & Dragons) by R. A. Salvatore (2011) Mass Market Paperback

R.A. Salvatore
“You did not outmatch me with speed,鈥� the assassin started to argue, shaking his head.

Jarlaxle came forward, his glowing eyes narrowing dangerously- a threatening expression, a look of rage, that the assassin rarely saw upon the handsome face of the always-in-control dark elf mercenary leader.

鈥淚 have this!鈥� Jarlaxle announced, pulling wide his cloak and showing Entreri the tip of the artefact, Crenshinibon, the crystal shard, tucked neatly into one pocket.”
R.A. Salvatore, Servant of the Shard

R.A. Salvatore
“Jarlaxle survived, in part, by remaining mysterious, even to those around him. No one could ever really get a good look at the mercenary leader. He kept allies and opponents alike off-balance and wondering, always wondering, and yet, here he was, revealing so much to Artemis Entreri.”
R.A. Salvatore, Servant of the Shard

R.A. Salvatore
“Jarlaxle tipped his hat to the assassin, motioned for Entreri to go left, and went right, blending into the shadows so perfectly that Entreri had to blink to make sure they were not they were not deceiving him. He knew that Jarlaxle, like all dark elves, was stealthy. Likewise he knew that Jarlaxle鈥檚 cloak was not the standard drow piwafwi, it did have many magical qualities. It surprised him that anyone, short of using a wizard鈥檚 invisibility spell, could find a way so to completely hide that great plumed hat.”
R.A. Salvatore, Servant of the Shard

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