My Rating “People Of The Blackstone Circle – Part 02” “Follow the silver vein to the lair of the Black Seers. Destroy the crystal globe with the four golden pomegranates…” Those words gurgled desperately from Khemsa’s lips as his mangled body slowly bled out upon the rocks. The Turanian wizard had dared to challenge the
My Rating “The People Of The Black Circle” King Yezdigerd lies dead, murdered by an infamous group of Afghuli mystics known as the Black Seers. Now his sister, Princess Yasmina, has been taken hostage by Conan, a Chieftain of the Wazulis tribe. As the Cimmerian flees toward the Himelian Mountains, his prized hostage parlays to
My Rating “Dwellers Of The Oasis” Conan, Hetman of the Zuagir Tribe, had tracked the merchant caravan through the scorching desert only to find a host of unattended pack animals. Then the sands gave way under his men’s feet. Something underneath triggered the sinking. Conan and the others drew one last breath as the dunes
My Rating “Doom Of The Gods” Red Sonja has hunted the Son of Set for many moons, pursuing the demigod across the savage breadth of Hyboria, through Aquilonia and lands far beyond. Now, with the trail at last turning warm, her only hope lies in trusting a sorcerer who claims to be as ancient as
My Rating “Shadows In Zamboula” Originally published in: The Savage Sword of Conan (Marvel, 1974 series) #14 (September 1976) The slaves of Darfar grow hungry. Conan has journeyed east into the lands of Khauran. Beneath a merciless sun, the dunes stretch endless and burning, searing his weathered skin. Now, the Cimmerian seeks refuge within the
My Rating “The Conquering Crown – Part 03: The Unlikely Sovereign” “A man may be called king, but to be worthy of such power requires more than a mere crown.” Through unforeseen alliances and a belated rebellion, Conan – the Hero of Poitain, lays siege to the city of Tarantia. There he must face one
My Rating “The Devil In Iron” The morning fog had helped camouflage Conan as he beached his small fishing boat on the shore of Xapur Island. In a time of war, any prying eyes looking to sabotage his rescue mission would be fatal; for somewhere up above, nestled in the cliff peak lay the ruined
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 “Mark Of The Beast” Raja, the bowman from Vezek, lay near the campfire, inhaling heavily. The pain from the toxic wound struck deeper into his chest with every breath. What dark affliction had the tiger-priest of Yota-Pong infected him with? Conan sat opposite to his ally, his steel-blue eyes scanning the Turanian over
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
