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First published May 4, 2017
“No one thought that I’d been clever or brave, not even my own father. All that mattered was that my magic was weak.”
“Life’s a curse, kid. Love is the cure.”
“The world is a big and dangerous place and there’s more darkness filling it than you’ll ever know. Only one thing fights that –men and women who don’t walk away from their debts. Pick a card now, Kellen, because I won’t ask again.”
“I’m afraid there is a great deal of difference between not doing something and not being responsible for it.”
“Because that card might just change the world.”
There are seven fundamental sources of magical force, but Jan’Tep mages are banded with only six: iron, ember, silk, sand, blood and breath. No mage is ever banded with the seventh, because shadow is the magic of emptiness, of the void, of the demonic. Our ancient enemies, the Mahdek, drew upon shadow for their spells. That’s why the Mahdek are long dead.
‘If you’re not a spy then what are you?’ I asked. ‘Because I don’t believe some Argosi wanderer would still be hanging around here after what happened last night.’
‘I’m a woman, kid. You probably haven’t met one before, coming as you do from this backward place, but it’s like a man only smarter and with bigger balls.’
Nekhek. The word meant ‘herald of the darkness’. A creature so foul it was said to be the Mahdek’s favourite weapon against my people, its bite stealing our magic and poisoning our spirits.
“All right, you hairless skinbag sons of bitches. Which one of you wants it first?”
“First thing you learn wandering the long roads, kid. Everyone thinks they’re the hero of their own story.”
“My people have a lot of spells, but non that cure being fat and pockmarked. ”
“History is written by the victors,’ she said, ‘but the truth has a way of revealing itself.”
“First thing you learn wandering the long roads, kid. Everyone thinks they're the hero of their own story"
"When you see the world outside your home town, outside the walls of what you were brought up to see, then you'll discover that you almost never know if you're doing the right thing. One action, brave and true, leads to war and destruction. Another, craven and greedy, leads to peace and prosperity. I'll tell you one thing for free, though. You did what you did like a man."
'First thing you learn wandering the long roads, kid. Everyone thinks they're the hero of their own story.'
Perhaps I've been too estranged from fantasy this year but as a matter of fact, I found Spellslinger to be rather unpredictable : indeed I've failed to guess where the story was going not once, but several times.
Plus there's little to no romance : sure, Kellen *thinks* he's in love or whatever, but 1)he's delusional in my opinion : that's not love, that's teenage lust ; 2)there's literally *one* kiss exchanged and the romantic arc is inconsequential at the very best. I actually wonder why it's present in the first place?
Kellen is such a compelling character, really : how many times did the magicless, self-depreciating sidekick take the first place in a fantasy story? I don't know about you, but I'm not sure I've ever encountered his kind of non-hero (rather than antihero... so far : I have hopes for him to join the dark side ;)). Admittedly, you'll be more likely to feel some kind of second-hand embarrassment than admiration, especially in the beginning, but Kellen is just so damn refreshing, I very much enjoyed following his adventures.
As for the secondary characters, well. Apart from the fact that I intensely disliked most Jan'Tep, I have to admit that they were rather interesting, even though their personalities were somewhat vague at times. What you need to know, basically : Jan'Tep are conceited jerks, and yes, that would include Kellen's family.
My biggest complain related to the characterization lies on the way the female leads are, sometimes, more of a props for Kellen's growth than anything else. Even Ferius, the fierce Argonis, because why the hell does she stick around and help him?? The woman is a saint, oh my god.
But the squirrel cats would be my favorites because SQUIRREL CATS *giggles*
When I didn't move, he started making a waving motion with one paw. 'Go on, little bird. Fly away. Fly away now.'
Squirrel cats, it turns out, are sarcastic assholes.
Reichis looked up at me as if I were dim. 'Kid, everything comes at a price. We're squirrel cats, not dogs. We don't work for bones and a pat on the head. Think it through, would you?'