El Borak, also known as Francis Xavier Gordon, is one of Robert E. Howard’s most iconic pulp heroes. A swift and resourceful gunslinger, El Borak travels the deserts and mountain passes of Central Asia, using sharp instincts, unmatched speed, and fierce determination to survive deadly clashes. Known for his cool judgment and lightning-fast reactions, he often becomes the deciding force in tribal conflicts, hidden conspiracies, and political intrigue. Howard presents El Borak as a lone adventurer who relies on honor, loyalty, and a strict personal code while navigating a world filled with treachery and violence. His stories blend high-tempo action with rich historical adventure, making El Borak a defining figure in Howard’s frontier-style fiction.
My Rating “Battle Of The Black Stone” “A Stone’s Throw Away” Jim Zub begins this issue of Savage Sword Of Conan with a preface of back history, so to speak. In this introduction, we find out just what inspired the writers and producers at Titan Comics in the pre-production days of their Conan revival. Zub […]
My Rating “Battle Of The Black Stone – Part 04 The Future Yet Unwritten” Conan lay dying in the arms of his love, Brissa of the Gurian tribe. Fate had seen their roles reversed. For, it was not long ago that Brissa had been lost during Conan’s raid on the Black Stone Fortress erected deep
My Rating “Battle Of The Black Stone – Part 03 Quest Into Darkness” Into the jungle they shall follow and death will come to three. But which marked by the Eldritch sigil is doomed to remain in the Hyborian Age? Over the next several days, Brissa of the Gurian tribe will use her piece of
My Rating “Battle Of The Black Stone – Part 02 Bond Of The Black” The beast emerged from the Eldritch portal with the power of a Brahma bull. Everyone within charging distance inside the Wanderer’s club scattered towards the edges of the hall. For some, it was too late. The monster began swiping indiscriminately with
My Rating “Battle Of The Black Stone – Part 01 Eyes Upon Us” Chicago, the windy city – 1936, El Borak sat hunched over a dark wood table staring intently at the glyph sketched on a cocktail napkin as the noise of the nightclub swirled around him. How did Professor Kirowan have knowledge of the
My Rating “Prelude: The Staring Sigil” James Allison sat behind his typewriter staring at a blank piece of paper loaded onto the platen. It had been almost two weeks since he wrote anything new, and the stress was beginning to wear on him. The memories had always come to him in patterns. His past lives,
