My Rating “The Coils Tighten” The returning sensation that is The Savage Sword Of Conan has reached the ten issue mark. Jim Zub is here with an elevator-pitch update on things to come. If you haven’t guessed already, it deals with the lands of Stygia. I’m very pleased to find the sword in all of […]
My Rating “Conan & Valeria: The Sunless Isle” Conan and Valeria had pillaged the Western Sea in a time preceding the fall of Bêlit, Queen of the Black Coast. The Cimmerian had found an uneasy companionship with the golden-haired beauty. Valeria was a corsair, pirate, and member of the Red Brotherhood; yet she became a
My Rating “Conan: Wolves Of The Tundra” The trap had been laid, or so the family thought. A savage, created by the very curse which flowed through their own veins, had been systematically killing those responsible for infecting him. Now the beast was at their front door looking to end the nightmare with a ferocious
My Rating Queen Of The Black Coast – Part 02 And thus, Conan and Bêlit gazed upon the ruined city through the backlight of dawn. The fabled decadence of the white towered kingdom and its jade temples had been consumed by the jungle eons ago. But what of its denizens? Had their ancestors perished from
My Rating Queen Of The Black Coast – Part 01 In the decadent halls nested deep within the sprawling port city of Argos, Conan the Cimmerian stood in judgment for the crime of loyalty. This trait was but a trivial annoyance to an arbiter corrupted by Argossean greed and courtly schemes. Thus the stubbornness of one
My Rating “The Tower Of The Elephant!” The Heart of the Elephant, what mystery does it hold? According to the loudmouth Zamourian, drunk on Artesian wine, immortality. Or, was it the key to Yaga’s sorcery? Conan was going to find out. A tavern brawl erupted from a nearby table, giving Conan the opportunity to slink
My Rating “Curse Of The Undead-Man” The cut-purse thugs had swarmed Conan in a darkened alleyway by chance, but what the Cimmerian had found on the cobblestone moments ago was worth killing for. The Maul district of Zamora had never been safe to traverse at any hour of the day, but at night, only seasoned
