The Scrolls of the Ancients
By Robert Newcomb
Alternate Title: My Blood Made Me Do It: The Epic FantasySPORKER: MasterGhandalfSUMMARY
Having
stood around doing nothing while Nicholas defeated himself defeated Nicholas and prevented the return of the Heretics, Prince Tristan of Eutracia is…
still hiding under the royal palace and not doing anything about his royal duties, even as the country continues to fall apart around him. So, right about where the
previous book started, then. Meanwhile, one of Nicholas’s surviving minions (but not a Minion) has set up a surprisingly elaborate slavery and piracy operation, for the sole purpose of capturing one man – Tristan and Shailiha’s illegitimate half-brother Wulfgar, who is supposedly the only person in the world with blood that will let him be as powerful as they are (which, in the grand scope of the series, makes him the
second evil counterpart Tristan has had, and he won’t be the last). Wulfgar turns out to be one of the most sympathetic characters Newcomb has ever written… so of course, he proceeds to ruin him as he is set on course for an inevitable climactic(?) clash with his siblings, and an ending that doesn’t so much feel like the conclusion of a trilogy (albeit a trilogy that’s only the first act of a larger story) as it does a place the narrative just
stops, absent any meaningful resolution. Because why
wouldn’t an arc end that way, right?
( Introduction )( Table of Contents )