STORM CLOUD RISING
by Jason Lancour
In Lancour’s fantasy novel, a group of misfits takes on a mystery mission.
This epic sword and sorcery story opens unconventionally, with a job posting: A mysterious parchment has been circulating in the city of Roth, the capital of the Kingdom of Roth, summoning mercenary candidates and swords-for-hire to the Boar’s Tusk Inn for a possibly very profitable venture. A disparate group of people gets wind of this opportunity, including down-on-his-luck fighter Corelan, successful mercenary Lena, Tim Spade (a member of the Psychic’s League), and the formidable Murzahd Churdaku of the Pesh uk Daka Clan; a motley array of fighters looking for adventure and the chance of a much-needed payout. But Andarius, King of Roth, has found out about the job offer and is suspicious of it—the parchment seems to have been issued by Kudakaan, the chief security advisor for Duke Pendor, who is next in line for the throne—which makes King Andarius wonder if this job might somehow imperil his new Treaty of Lords and possibly plunge the kingdom into chaos. He tasks his marshall, Welton D’Mark, to infiltrate an agent into the Boar’s Tusk Inn meeting. But the meeting itself only leads to further mystery: A group is assembled to undertake a mission in the distant district of Devonshire, but they’re given no further details. There follows a series of adventures in which our unlikely heroes get to know each other—and begin to realize there’s more to their job than meets the eye.
This is very familiar, Tolkien-inspired territory: a fantasy world of mountains and forests, medieval-level technology, plenty of taverns, a panoply of exotic races, dangerous enchantments, secret organizations, and, more distantly, the threat of an ancient evil awakening. To an extent, the author embraces cliché; every shadow is “dark,” and every thud is “dull.” But Lancour adds some new life to the old formula, mainly through sharp prose, often laced with wry and very contemporary humor: “Lena watched the men struggle with the armor with an expression exactly halfway between amusement and irritation,” reads one passage, “as she calmly and professionally donned her own dual-layer protection.” Likewise, some of the secondary characters, particularly Thulcandra the Great (into whose realm our heroes march), are amusingly histrionic. Many supporting characters are equally well developed: Welton grudgingly notes that King Andarius “seemed to fill the space with his presence, dominating attention by simply being.” The worldbuilding that’s gone into Roth and its many peoples (particularly the matriarchal Selyr, who keep their menfolk at home making meals for the family) is laid out smoothly and naturally over the course of the novel—expositional info-dumps are rare in these pages. The book is the first in a series, and it very much feels that way; the leisurely pace of much of Lancour’s narrative prepares readers for a “to be continued” ending. The vividly drawn characters (especially the likable loser Corelan, on his path to personal redemption) and well-orchestrated action will keep readers turning the pages.The first installment in a fantasy series that will make fans of Joe Abercrombie’s novels feel right at home.