My Rating “Twisting Loyalties Part 04 – Purged” The Mark of Set? An aura of the Snake God? How could such hollow hubris lay so heavy on a child born from stone? Conan questioned the sanity of the shape-changer as he traversed under the jungle canopy. The Dafarian mystic claimed salvation at the peak of […]
My Rating ”Twisting Loyalties Part 03 – Hunted” Death had never gripped Conan with such melancholy. His one true love, Bêlit, and her crew of pirates had been sent to their maker whilst battling a winged demon in a jungle temple near the Zarkheba river. Now Conan was left sullen in a tropical expanse he
My Rating “Frozen Faith Part 04 – The Hidden World” Faith is fleeting. As one travels through life and masters the battlefield, even the most devout followers of Crom may have their beliefs tested like the steel they wield in hand. For Conan, the stories and devotionals which flowed from his ancestors’ lips so freely,
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 “Frozen Faith Part 02 – Daughter’s Gaze” In the far north of Asgar, Conan joins a group of battle-weary Aesirmen as they fight against an encroaching force of Vanir raiders. The young Cimmerian had little interest in the northmen and their blood-feuds, but when the red-haired savages attacked an undefended colony of women
My Rating “Frozen Faith Part 01 – Cold Comfort” Free from the black stone curse, Conan the Barbarian leaves Venarium to seek his fortune in the frozen northlands of Asgard. During his travels, the memories of a harsh childhood begin to resurface. Why had his father been so vague when Conan asked about their god
My Rating “Thrice Marked For Death! – Part 04 Sacrifice” Possessed! The ghastly wraiths freed by Conan’s own hands did not emerge from Tarim’s Touch unpurposed. These entities were born of ancient magic. Thulsa Doom was their master, and as such, upon their invasion into Conan’s mind, he became a puppet of the necromancer by
My Rating “Thrice Marked For Death! – Part 03 Haunted” The artifact was successfully taken from the temple of Bel, in the night, the thieves did wrestle through the mounting corpses. In the morning Conan, washed in the sorrows of his buccaneering past, handed off Tarim’s Touch for a lofty sum. With no time wasted,
My Rating “Thrice Marked for Death! – Part 02 The Curse” And in an instant, ever foul bit of evil erupted from the dreaded black stone, surrounding the trespassers with an adversarial force of ancient specters. Conan’s plea was too late to stop the greedy Kamal from grasping Tarim’s Touch. Now the thieves were unwillingly
My Rating “Thrice Marked For Death! – Part 01 The Heist” Following the defeat of the lost tribe conjured by Thulsa Doom’s cult, and the fall of the Obsidian Fortress, Conan roamed the east looking for a new purpose. In the port city of Argo fate would turn against him as the local magistrate
