Tempus and his Sacred Band return from war to face new challenges, not the least of which is the challenge to overcome self-doubts as to their course of action. Each character must find a way to change from within in order to fulfill a higher calling. Yet this is a confusing world, and not only because of struggles and wars. It exhibits conflicting ideals, such as remaining true to your oath and quitting so as not to disappoint other fighters. Faced with the silence of the gods, who would not answer pleas and prayers, answers must come by searching within, to find an overriding, guiding principle.
I love it when the opening of a book offers a glimpse of the histories of its heroes, which remain obscure beyond its scope, yet provides substance and fulness to the characters. In the first few lines Niko, crushed by guilt for his past and present actions, kneels by his suffering mare, who is trying to deliver her unborn foal. “He wanted to press his face to hers and beg her forgiveness. But he dared not: if he began weeping, he’d never stop.” He starts out helpless to help her, helpless to help himself. “None of the Riddler’s other fighters had Niko’s problems: he was the only member of Tempus’ Sacred Band of Stepsons who had a wizard for a partner, a witch for an enemy, and a dream lord after his very soul.”
Even his comrades have turned against him. “We can’t keep pretending we don’t see, and let him go on on his way. He makes the whole unit look bad… Either shape him up or shed him.” His tribulations will become a test, a way for Niko to find his balance again, prove himself to his commander Tempus. But right now, overwhelmed by his mystery, all he can do is pray to a god that does not care to answer. “Enlil, Storm God of the Armies, please save my horse.”
Beyond being lyrical, the writing in this book is exceptionally strong. For each character, it draws sharp contrasts between conflicting goals. For a while Niko considers the notion of asking his partner, Randal, to save his horse through magic—only to reject it. “She’s better off dying a natural death than living on, beholden to wizardry.” Out of desparation, “I’m an outcast. So let’s end this farce: I quit,” he tells his commander. Being a wise leader, Tempus gives the wizard, Randal, his calling: “You can keep Niko safe while this fever in him burns out.”
And just as Niko comes to new point, “He found his balance, poised there between life and eternity,” his immortal commander steps in to guide him in a different direction. And as for Tempus, will he accept his lot to live on through wars, amidst chaos? Faced with a god that is never sated with spilling blood, will Tempus find a measure of peace with himself?
Tempus and his Sacred Band return from war to face new challenges, not the least of which is the challenge to overcome self-doubts as to their course of action. Each character must find a way to change from within in order to fulfill a higher calling. Yet this is a confusing world, and not only because of struggles and wars. It exhibits conflicting ideals, such as remaining true to your oath and quitting so as not to disappoint other fighters. Faced with the silence of the gods, who would not answer pleas and prayers, answers must come by searching within, to find an overriding, guiding principle.
I love it when the opening of a book offers a glimpse of the histories of its heroes, which remain obscure beyond its scope, yet provides substance and fulness to the characters. In the first few lines Niko, crushed by guilt for his past and present actions, kneels by his suffering mare, who is trying to deliver her unborn foal. “He wanted to press his face to hers and beg her forgiveness. But he dared not: if he began weeping, he’d never stop.” He starts out helpless to help her, helpless to help himself. “None of the Riddler’s other fighters had Niko’s problems: he was the only member of Tempus’ Sacred Band of Stepsons who had a wizard for a partner, a witch for an enemy, and a dream lord after his very soul.”
Even his comrades have turned against him. “We can’t keep pretending we don’t see, and let him go on on his way. He makes the whole unit look bad… Either shape him up or shed him.” His tribulations will become a test, a way for Niko to find his balance again, prove himself to his commander Tempus. But right now, overwhelmed by his mystery, all he can do is pray to a god that does not care to answer. “Enlil, Storm God of the Armies, please save my horse.”
Beyond being lyrical, the writing in this book is exceptionally strong. For each character, it draws sharp contrasts between conflicting goals. For a while Niko considers the notion of asking his partner, Randal, to save his horse through magic—only to reject it. “She’s better off dying a natural death than living on, beholden to wizardry.” Out of desparation, “I’m an outcast. So let’s end this farce: I quit,” he tells his commander. Being a wise leader, Tempus gives the wizard, Randal, his calling: “You can keep Niko safe while this fever in him burns out.”
And just as Niko comes to new point, “He found his balance, poised there between life and eternity,” his immortal commander steps in to guide him in a different direction. And as for Tempus, will he accept his lot to live on through wars, amidst chaos? Faced with a god that is never sated with spilling blood, will Tempus find a measure of peace with himself?
Five stars.