Showing posts with label Assassin. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Assassin. Show all posts

Wednesday, February 25, 2009

Shadows Edge and Beyond the Shadows, Brent Weeks




Shadow’s Edge picks up smartly from the end of Way of Shadows and, after a brief honeymoon period where Azoth /Kylar gets to have a fleeting taste of the life that could have been, the repercussions of what had been stirred up in WoS come home to roost.

’Edge is a fast paced, fistbiter of a sequel to WoS. It’s clear that Brent is that much more comfortable with his main characters; the actions flows smoothly and the dialogue is smart and snappy. The story grows as it develops, expanding the horizon beyond occupied Cenaria; the cast is correspondingly larger, but Brent keeps them under tight control and the storyline remains lean and compelling, trimmed of any excess baggage which would hinder its cracking pace.

I dived into Beyond the Shadows the morning after devouring the last of Shadows Edge (due in no small part to the little surprise on the last page of ’Edge). As expected, it was all systems go from the beginning. Sometimes I wondered how Brent was going to manage bringing all the myriad threads together for the finale, but he does. The paths all converge, like streams merging into a waterfall, drawing you inexorably towards a thundering climax, a clash of magic and steel that leaves no one unscathed. The scale of it is immense, far removed from Azoth’s humble origins.

Anchoring it all is Azoth/Kylar, who, having become the Night Angel by necessity, now struggles to come to terms with the fine print of his immortality and his calling, and what that means for those closest to him. The rest of the world, however, isn’t about to wait for him to find his way through of the tangled web of his emotions.

The pace of the story across both books takes no prisoners; I found it hard to do more than grunt at Liz while either book was open, which was every time I could find somewhere to sit. In my book, there's no better accolade than the simple fact that it's hard to put them down once you start reading.

Anyone with even the remotest taste for bold, engaging fantasy should look no further.

Sunday, November 09, 2008

The Way of Shadows, Brent Weeks



For Durzo Blint, assassination is an art-and he is the city's most accomplished artist.

For Azoth, survival is precarious. Something you never take for granted. As a guild rat, he's grown up in the slums, and learned to judge people quickly - and to take risks. Risks like apprenticing himself to Durzo Blint.

But to be accepted, Azoth must turn his back on his old life and embrace a new identity and name. As Kylar Stern, he must learn to navigate the assassins' world of dangerous politics and strange magics - and cultivate a flair for death.”



Whatever image Azoth had of the adventurous and exciting life of a wetboy is dispelled even before Durzo takes him on as his apprentice. Much like life in the slums, death is dirty, squalid and traded as just another commodity.

It says a lot that being plunged into a life where he’s surrounded by scheming enemies and where failure means torture and death is considered an improvement for Azoth. What starts out as a relatively simple proposal snowballs gracefully into an unravelling world of intrigue, entwining his destiny with the fate of the kingdom and much more. It’s a smooth, well executed process which fleshes the characters out and expands the world around them without burying them in a landslide of exposition, a fear which I harboured given that as this is the first of The Night Angel trilogy and there would, quite understandably, be a lot of ground to cover.

I was also a bit worried that the essential nature of being an assassin would be wrapped in cotton wool or glossed over; however, Brent avoids the Disneyesque version whereby all their victims are evil men/ cardboard cutout bad guys and allows them to be assassins; who after all, kill anyone for a price (sorry, wetboys- assassins are killers devoid of the ability to use inner magic to enhance their skills, a fascinating premise). Azoth doesn’t necessarily like it, but he does it, and by doing so his character becomes even more defined and believable.

All in, Way of Shadows is a deft and clever story, skilfully delivered and I can’t wait to see where it goes in Shadow’s Edge.

You can read the first chapter here- anyone who says they didn't get claustrophobic on Azoth's behalf is a liar.