My Rating “The Frost Giant’s Daughter” Note: This is a remastered version of the story first published by Marvel Comics. The daughter of Ymir traipsed around the icy field as the Vanir gave battle to Conan and his Aesir allies. One by one, they all fell, each by the other’s hand. However, it would be […]
My Rating “Frozen Faith Part 03 – Gods Of The North” The daughter of Ymir traipsed around the icy field as the Vanir gave battle to Conan and his Aesir allies. One by one, they all fell, each by the other’s hand. However, it would be Conan the Cimmerian, the black-haired disciple of Crom, who
My Rating “Treasure Of The Vermin Queen” When Fleek spoke of treasure, this was not what Conan had envisioned. In the absence of gold coins, ruby chalices, and all the gilded absoluteness sold to children as a matter of fact, what lay before the Cimmerian made his blood boil. The underground temple held no ver-men
My Rating “King Conan: The Ensorcelled – Part 03 The Woods Of The Witchbreaker” Surrounded by the Brethren of the Briar on his descent down the Graaskal Mountains, Conan readies himself for battle. For those who had destroyed the witches in their own sanctuary, had laid in wait for the barbarian King of Aquilonia to
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 “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 “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
