Reviewed by Ambrea
Clay Cooper spent years with his band, traveling across the
continent, fighting monsters and waging wars, growing into one of the most
feared and renowned mercenaries outside of the Heartwyld. Now, he has a wife, a daughter, a comfortable
home and a local job as watchman for his village—and he likes it that way. Retirement, he’s found, suits him just fine.
But when Gabriel, his former bandmate, shows up at his door and
asks for help, Clay decides it’s time for one last adventure. Together, they’ll set off into the Heartwyld
and face one dangerous situation after another as they try to find Moog,
Matrick, and Ganelon and, finally, bring the band back together.
Kings of the Wyld by Nicholas Eames is arguably one of the
best books I read for 2017. Sometimes
ridiculous, sometimes gory, this novel is unexpectedly endearing and
simultaneously adventurous. It’s
hilarious, heart-warming, and yet still action-packed.
I absolutely loved it.
When I first stumbled across Kings
of the Wyld, I was immediately caught by the cover. At first, I
couldn’t quite reconcile the gritty, fantasy-esque cover image with the rock
band motif. I mean, “the boys are back in town”? Really?
It just seemed so weird. Mercenaries treated like rock
stars? It’s absurd, but it was just the right level of absurdity to draw
me in to the story. While it can grow a
little tedious with the non-stop action, it’s full of odd creatures and
fascinatingly complex characters; moreover, it’s a story that turns fantasy (as
I have known it) on its head, especially where its heroes are concerned.
Clay and his band are not quite your typical heroes.
Granted, no one is perfect, but Moog, Gabriel, Matrick, and Ganelon are about
as far from perfect as you can get. Moog is a bit demented and terribly
forgetful; Gabriel is a drunk whose life has spiraled out of control; Matrick
is caught in a loveless marriage with a queen who wants him dead, not to
mention he’s kind of a horrible person; and Ganelon—well, Ganelon has spent the
last decade or two trapped in stone, but, before that, he was a stone-cold
killer.
They are seriously flawed, but they kind of grow on you. I
mean, Gabriel, despite being a crappy husband and a not-so-great dad, is
setting out to save his daughter, Rose, against all odds, and Clay is going to
help him do it. They’re fighting against age, personal demons, and time
to save Rose. While they may be a little more willing to break laws (and
bones), they’re ultimately good people.
And, personally, I found I liked Clay the best.
He wasn’t the narrator, but much of the story is told from his
perspective and he offered uncanny insight into the story. Jaded and
tough, gifted with a deadpan sense of humor, Clay was my favorite character by
far. (Moog, however, comes in at a close second.) He was the
driving force within the book, a steady voice, almost like the conscience of
the story.
He has a dark past, but I admired him for his tenacity and
loyalty. Moreover, I couldn’t help but appreciate the way he loved his
wife, Ginny, and his daughter, Talley. Clay is a big brute of a man, as
you read on the first page: “[His] shadow, drawn out by the setting sun,
skulked behind him like a dogged reminder of the man he used to be: great
and dark and more than a little monstrous.”
He was not a good man; in fact, he may not even be a very good
man, even now. But he cares about Ginny and Talley, and he’d do anything
to protect them. He respects Ginny, and he admires Talley. If
nothing else, I liked him for being a decent human being who cares about his
family and doggedly follows his friends into battle to save another man’s
daughter.
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