Dust of Dreams (Malazan Book of the Fallen, #9)

by Steven Erikson

‘Twice brought into the world of worship. Once, by a tribal people, and named Iskar Jarak. A bringer of wisdom, a saviour. And the other time, as the commander of a company of soldiers—promised to ascension by a song woven by a Tanno Spiritwalker. Yes, the entire company ascended upon death.’ ‘Soldiers?’ Errastas was frowning. ‘Ascended?’ Confused. Frightened by the notion. ‘And what name did he possess among these ascended soldiers?’ Mael asked. ‘Whiskeyjack. He was a Malazan.’ ‘A Malazan.’ Mael nodded. ‘So too is the Master of the Deck. And so too is the Master’s unpredictable, unknowable ally—the Adjunct Tavore, who leads a Malazan army east, across the Wastelands. Leads them,’ he turned to Sechul Lath, ‘into Kolanse.’