Erevis Cale - simple butler or much, much more? The shadows grow long on the mean streets of Selgaunt... and the sun sets on one man's service to Sembia's merchant lords. The day's end finds Erevis Cale serving a new master, one who is beyond the petty accumulation of wealth. After all, what is gold to one who trades in souls?

The shadows recede from a lost temple in a forgotten wilderness. The sun rises on a new calling for a man as loyal as he is mysterious. The day's beginning finds Erevis Cale holding in his steady hands more power than he dared hope for - and more responsibility than he ever imagined. For now, he will have to put his trust in a god served by thieves and born of chaos.

The shadows deepen in every corner of the Realms. The sun no longer shines on a man who has embraced the darkness within him. The day's opposite finds Erevis Cale so far along the path away from his own humanity, he may never again walk as a man. In the end, to be Chosen by a god like Mask is more curse than blessing...