"One thing that impressed me right from the beginning were the fight scenes. Nameless is implacable, but not invulnerable, and the scenes give a good sense of how tough and strong he is, while never descending into cartoonish invincibility. The fights are well-written, clear and concise without skimping on detail or ending anticlimactically." -- Black Gate Magazine
"This book whisked me away at the start, and pulled me back in again and again. Prior's focus on rich characters and progressive plot kept me enticed. Healthy amounts of humor. Plenty of spells. And loads of arse kicking! I recommend The Nameless Dwarf to any fan of fantasy, particularly to those that can't get enough of dwarves." -- Travis Shore
"The Nameless stories grabbed me from the first page and pulled me along relentlessly. You won't want to put this down once you start. Fully-realised worlds? I found Prior's world of Aethir to have been meticulously crafted - this is an author who has done his homework before developing his plot." -- Laurence Scotford
"The plot itself is really quite masterful and aside from the questing/looking for something aspect of the fantasy this story felt fresh!" -- Momma Says Read
"This book is a shogging good time!!! The characters really come alive." -- Doug Ward
The survivors of the slaughter at Arx Gravis flee their ravine city, leaving its walkways and canals awash with blood.
Convinced there can be no atonement for what he has done, the Nameless Dwarf joins forces with a whiskerless thief, a guilt-driven assassin, and a consumptive wizard. Together, they pursue the dwarves into the lands of nightmare across the Farfall Mountains.
But the companions bring troubles of their own, not least of which is an ancient grimoire that leads them inexorably toward a forest of tar, and an evil from Nameless’s past that threatens his entire race.
The last hope of the dwarves comes from the unlikeliest of sources: a mythical city beneath the waves, an axe from the age of heroes, and the Nameless Dwarf, in whose veins flows the blood of legends.
Revenge of the Lich was originally published as The Nameless Dwarf: The Complete Chronicles. It has consistently been a bestseller on multiple platforms since 2012, even earning a Kindle Daily deal and multiple listings from Book Bub.
It has been as high as number 3 in the overall Amazon Kindle store, and has repeatedly topped the genre charts for Sword and Sorcery, Epic Fantasy, and Dark Fantasy.
PART ONE
THE ANT-MAN OF MALFEN
“The gates of Hell are open night and day; smooth the descent, and easy is the way: but, to return, and view the cheerful skies; in this, the task and might labor lies.”
(Virgil, The Aeneid)
NILS
Nils Fargin ducked into the tavern’s porch and pushed his rain-drenched hair out of his face. He shivered and hugged himself. How the shog could clear sky turn into a sagging sheet of blackness in just the blink of an eye?
The cracked wooden sign groaned in protest as the wind buffeted it back and forth. Its crude painting of a flaming skull leered down at him and set his guts to churning. Looked like a glimpse of the afterlife, the sort of thing that should have made a guildsman think seriously about the straight and narrow. Fat chance of that, Nils reckoned.
His teeth chattered as he squinted up at the lettering. Where the Abyss had the cold come from? Only minutes ago it’d been sweltering. If he’d known it was gonna be like this, he’d have packed his sheepskin jerkin and knitted hat. He could almost hear Mom’s nagging voice all the way from New Londdyr: “What did I tell you, Nils Fargin? You’re just like your father: you never listen, the pair of you.”
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French
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Translation in progress.
Translated by Cécile Bénédic
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Italian
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Already translated.
Translated by Lenny Blandino and Paolo Santini
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Author review: Good communication throughout the project. Very diligent and willing to promote. |
