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Melkeen is a prodigy, a young Wizard with incredible magikal abilities. Sarta is a barbarian blade-for-hire of unbelievable skill. Together, they are a formidable team. And the world is against them.
Required by his elder (and rival) Wizards to search out rare and dangerous artifacts, a young man hires a woman to guard him on his travels. Their contract is strictly business, but friendship can grow in the strangest places. This is a good thing, considering the journey they’re about to take.
Note: Swords and Sigils contains some graphic violence and harsh language.
Tags: action · adventure · coming of age · fantasy · feminist · friendship · lost love · online novels · religion · sword and sorcery · teenagers
Listed: Nov 23, 2009
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On her website the author prefaces the blurb with this uninspiring line:
"This is a fantasy story about a young prodigy and his side-kick (who can kick some serious side). It’s set in your standard fantasy world with [more . . .]
If you couldn’t guess from the title, Swords and Sigils is a traditional sword and sorcery let’s-go-on-a-quest fantasy tale. Melkeen is an up-and-coming young wizard fighting his way up the ranks of his magical order, which is full of sneering elitism, backstabbing, subterfuge, political infighting, cynicism, etc. Melkeen has been strongly shaped by the arrogant, ambitious mold, but seems to [more . . .]
Take a young wizard named Melkeen, add a sword named Sarta and sprinkle with magick. Add a dash of rivalry and religion, balance it with masculine and feminine, divide with youth and experience and you have a good old fashioned piece of pure escapism! Sword and Sigils is an enchanting story and I thoroughly chilled out as I whizzed through [more . . .]