(pb; 1990: fourth novel in James Silke’s Frank Frazetta’s Death Dealer quadrilogy)
From the back cover
“Across the vast valley that will, one day in the dim future be the Mediterranean Sea, assassins’ knives seek blood and refugees flee to the castle of Whitetree─where, according to prophecy, the White Veshta, goddess of light, will reveal her rebirth to the world. But Tiyy, sorceress, queen, and bearer of the mantle of the Black Veshta, is moving her armies toward Whitetree, for she means to have the Jewels of Light for her own vile purposes. Meanwhile, her murderers’ blades seek the life of the one man she knows will oppose her, the man she must at all costs stop before he reaches Whitetree. But Gath of Baal is the wearer of the Horned Helmet─is the DEATH DEALER.”
Review
Like its pulpy predecessor books, Plague is a vivid, hypermasculine, gory, action- and character-driven Conan-esque work, with Gath and Robin Lakehair─in a more subtle fashion─stepping up to again battle dark supernatural forces. As always, Tiyy, shadowy enchantress with multiple names, is one of the willing channels of these forces. Plague’s storyline is tight, befitting its series-up wrap-up status, with nuance that is lacking in the first two Death Dealer novels. Not only that, its characters, still adhering to the brutal rules and demands of their world, have matured, making Plague an effective, satisfying finish to the four-book series─even Tiyy, represented as a desperate, lesser threat in Plague, has matured, up to a point. She still uses her sex to beguile (as do most of the women in the Death Dealer quadrilogy), but there’s a certain tiredness in her mindset as she does so.
I especially like how Silke
sidesteps the expected climactic demons-and-brawn battle, instead delivering a surprising
embodiment of Robin Lakehair’s vaunted power, one that is sequel-friendly and low-key at the same time. This is an excellent “barbaric
men’s adventure,” one that fans of Robert E. Howard’s Conan series might enjoy.
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