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General Misc. / Re: Board Games and Miniatures
« Last post by BeardFisher-King on October 01, 2018, 03:07:27 am »
So you want me to go knock on his door and ask him what's happening with the start up, as someone posted his address online.  He'll fucking shoot me probably.

The guys name is Dez Oku, which seems made up by a lazy person to me.

The Merchant! I knew you would save me - you courageous fellow! That's right, you got it - knock on that fucker's door and ask him when he's going to deliver this goddamn game! I believe in you, brother. Take this piece of shit out! And yes, appears Dez is his name - the piece of shit was all over town when he was shopping his game, and then boo hoo, people died and goes radio silent - could be worse, he could be stuck in Earwa. Bull ... SHIT, I tell you! Bull shit. Don't be a pussy, Merchant and just get in your fucking car and drive over there - if you're too "busy", then get Bakker to fucking do it ... he ain't writing so has a lot of free time on his hands, I reckon. Anyways, fuck him, this adventure has you written all over it, Merchant! Stock up your hardware, if you have to and have Reservoir Dogs playing in your car and get er' done! You're awesome, I love ya. Now do it!

Funniest rant from the great TaoHorror in awhile!

Hey, I'd do the job myself, but we Amikans* now need a freaking passport to "visit" Canada. Effing bullshit!

*"Seventh Decimate" reference! (see Stephen R. Donaldson thread)
The Almanac: PON Edition / Re: ARC: TWP Chapter 6
« Last post by BeardFisher-King on October 01, 2018, 02:48:55 am »
Also, looks like many have abandoned you on the path TheCulminatingApe ;)

Not everybody can handle the slog ;)
Verily, thou speakest truly.
Literature / Re: YOU MUST TELL ME ... What else are you reading?
« Last post by Dora Vee on September 30, 2018, 10:48:19 pm »
I'm 11% complete in Midnight Tides. And yea, it certainly looks like it and Lether is a shithole.
The Almanac: PON Edition / Re: ARC: TWP Chapter 8
« Last post by TheCulminatingApe on September 30, 2018, 06:33:18 pm »
End of Part 1.

Kellhus is working his 'magic' on Athjeari.
They come upon two men engaged in a traditional Galeoth martial art called gandoki (or shadows).  To win you must knock your shadow to the ground.  There's probably some deeper meaning that could be inferred from this.

'Sarcellus' turns up, but of course,
...Sarcellus, the real Sarcellus was dead.  What stood here in his stead was a beast of some kind, an exquisitely trained animal.  It had wrenched Sarcellus from his place and had assumed all he once was.  It had robbed him even of his death.
No murder could be more total.

Kellhus reads the skin-spy.
The thing called Sarcellus fairly trembled with ardour.  These things hungered, Kellhus realised.  They ached.
Of all the rude animal impulses that coerced and battered the intellect, none possessed the subtlety or profundity of carnal lust.  In some measure, it tinctured nearly every thought, impelled nearly every act.  This was what made Serwe so invaluable.  Without realising, every man at Xinemus' fire - with the exception of the Scyvendi - knew they best wooed her by pandering to Kellhus.  And they could naught but woo her.
But Sarcellus, it was clear, ached for a different species of congress.  One involving suffering and violence.  Like the Sranc, these skin-spies continually yearned to rut with their knives.  They shared the same maker, one who harnessed the venal beast within their slaves, sharpened it as one might a spear point.
The Consult.

So is Kellhus subject to the demands of carnal lust then?  Or does Dunyain training allow one to overcome or subdue it?

More on the way the Consult use lust, which has been strongly implied earlier.

Kellhus tries to trick the skin-spy in to thinking the previous Sarcellus has betrayed itself to him.  It drags him in to the gandoki ring.
"We are old, Anasurimbor, very, very, old.  Age is power in this world."
He was bound to a beast, Kellhus realised, to something, according to Achamian, begot in the bowels of Golgotterath.  An abomination of the Old Science, the Tekne... Possibilities bloomed, like branches twining through the open air of the improbable.

It has preternatural reflexes, and is very strong.  Just like a Dunyain.

The skin-spy means to kill Kellhus, but he defeats it by lifting into the air, causing the poles to break, and then knock it over (lifts it up to knock it down).
Bones should have been broken.  But then, Kellhus now knew, it was a thing without bones, a thing of cartilage...
Like a shark

Saubon is in his tent with Athjeari, distraught.  He will not see Kellhus.
"As you wish," his nephew murmured.  Glancing once again at the bones prodding through the earth, he withdrew through the leather flaps.
Bones.  Like so many little tusks.
Men have bones.  At Mengedda the earth itself has bones, which are compared to tusks - i.e. a clear religious/ spiritual analogy.  Skin-spies have no bones, and therefore presumably no relation to the Gods. 

Eleazaras talks with Iyokus.  Iyokus suggests visiting the ruins. Eli thinks
antiquarianism a defect of character proper to Mandate Schoolmen.
Eleazaras decides that he will conserve his strength and continue to allow the Men of the Tusk to kill Cishaurim - to maintain the power of the Scarlet Spires.
They discuss Achamian and his link to the skin-spy found in Momemn.  Iyokus is sceptical that Akka can be interrogated. 
Eleazaras can only see his own self-interest - he is contemptuous of the Mandate and cannot conceive that the Consult might be real.

Esmenet is having a wonderful time in the hills with Akka.  She cleans his mouldy satchel.  She finds his 'map', which he then explains to her.

She wants to know why he has stopped.
"I know what you're supposed to do, Akka.  In Sumna, you were constantly out, making inquiries, courting informants.  Either that, or you were waiting on some news.  You were constantly spying.  But not any more... Not since you brought me to your tent.
She knows she is not the reason, but
How I love you.

Kellhus is the reason of course.
For a time Kellhus had been a troubling figure, but he'd soon become intriguing, someone warm, welcoming and mysterious - a man who promised pleasant surprises.  Then at some point he'd become towering, someone who overshadowed all others - like a noble and indulgent father, or a great king breaking bread with his slaves.  And now, even more so in his absence, he'd become a shining figure.  A beacon of some kind.  Something they must follow, if only because all else was so dark...
What is he? she wanted to say, but looked speechlessly to her lover instead.
To her husband.

Pretty much sums up about three-quarters of the plot of both series :).  And does it give pointers towards series three?

Meanwhile the Holy War is back on the march.
Like the shadows of truly mountainous clouds, they darkened the plain, great columns of them, theor arms winking like powdered diamond in the sunlight.
"The Holy War," Achamian said, rigid with what could only be awe.
Breathing hurt, or so it seemed.  She glimpsed cohorts of knights, hundreds, even thousands, strong, and great files of infantrymen, as long as entire cities.  She saw baggage-trains, rows of wains no bigger than grains of sand.  And she saw banner after fluttering banner bearing the devices of a thousand Houses, each embroidered with silken Tusks...

... Thousands upon thousands.  With the ponderousness of distant things, they encompassed the nearer reaches of the plain.  They moved, she thought, like wine bleeding through wool.
How could so many be bent to one dreadful purpose? One place.  One city.

... "Like my dreams," he said.
Literature / Re: YOU MUST TELL ME ... What else are you reading?
« Last post by Wilshire on September 30, 2018, 05:06:03 pm »
Midnight Tides is a great novel. Could almost be a standalone Malazan, or a starting book, due to its new setting and cast within the series. Some of the best characters in the series show up here.
Literature / Re: Yearly Targets 2018
« Last post by Wilshire on September 30, 2018, 04:24:30 pm »
Senlin Ascends (The Books of Babel, #1) by Josiah Bancroft (35)
This was quite a fun book. Not the best I've read this year, but still a great story. Its also not so much Fantasy as it is scifi/steampunk, which is fine but a little bit not what I was expecting. Its very imaginitive with good characters and writing, so I'd recommend it to anyone looking for something a bit different - something to break up the monotony of high fantasy questing or space operas.

Well turns out Viriconium is a series of novels and stories written by M. John Harrison. The first is The Pastel City (1971), then A Storm of Wings (1980), and finished with In Viriconium (1982). Plus several short stories.
I didn't realize this before I started, but since I'm half way through I might as well read them all (though I won't count the collection of short stories as a book). Really interesting so far, quite superlative prose though the vocabulary is beyond me in many passages.
Literature / Re: Yearly Targets 2018
« Last post by MSJ on September 30, 2018, 03:24:14 pm »
@Wilshire, I said in an earlier post that I couldn't wait for the sequel to The Unhewn Throne. Er, I've read the trilogy. Lmao, guess I was confusing it with another trilogy.
Literature / Re: YOU MUST TELL ME ... What else are you reading?
« Last post by Dora Vee on September 29, 2018, 12:02:58 am »
Here's my "review" of House of Chains. Watch out for spoilers!

Now on to Midnight Tides.
Literature / Re: Steven Erikson (The 3.5 million word journey?)
« Last post by Madness on September 28, 2018, 10:26:54 am »
Having interviewed Erikson and talked about it and listened to his Books and More with Lenore podcast about Rejoice, I'm actually really looking forward to reading it.
Literature / Re: Steven Erikson (The 3.5 million word journey?)
« Last post by themerchant on September 27, 2018, 09:43:35 pm »
Yeah now i've been introduced to some really good books in the Sci-fi genre on here i;ll be picking it up as well.
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