As the epilogue in R.A. Salvatore's "Sojourn" hints; there is still so much for Drizzt and company to see and do.

This particular chapter in Drizzt's tale could be one of my favorites in the series thus far. It opened my eyes and mind to the possibility of playing a ranger, to the rewards of the grief process, and to perspectives on forgiveness (towards myself and others) for when doubt and bias have occurred.

Shortly before starting this book in The Dark Elf Trilogy I lost my uncle to cancer. While reading about Drizzt and Mooshie, and later Drizzt and Bruenor, I found myself thinking about how much of a dwarf ranger my Uncle Kurt was at heart. His loyalty to his family, his love of wildlife and the outdoors, and even the Jarlaxle level pranks and humor he shared were not far from my mind while reading this third of the trilogy. I empathized with Drizzt as his faced loss and grief throughout this particular book, and I'd like to think we would be good company for each other during those somber times.

As I told my mom while wrapping up the epilogue, I am sad that I will have to wait until the move to Pittsburgh has come and gone in order to join Drizzt and his band of friends again for the next adventure. But if Drizzt and his friends, and even his foes, have taught us: the rewards of patience can be the greatest of all!