After reading the first three novels in the Horus Heresy series I was feeling a bit unexcited with the prospect of reading the forth installment. Was this simply to be more bogwash lack of anything but cardboard characters speaking terse pompous lines against a backdrop of lots of shooty pew-pew; except this time it was to be in space? Was this to be basically a Battlefleet Gothic novel riding the vehicle of Horus’s lame conversion to the dark gods?
The book was already sat on my desk so I set about the seemingly unenviable task of getting on with reading it. This was the first James Swallow novel I’ve ever read, and being a big Abnett fan I found the writing style a little foreign to begin with; but soon I was getting the hang of it. This is writing with big words from someone who obviously owns a thesaurus. The book concerns the adventures of Battle-Captain Nathaniel Garro from before the Isstvaan campaign. The story initially is the same from the other books, but you see things from Garro’s perspective which makes for interesting reading. It adds meat to the bones of the books you have already read.
The book is actually extremely well written and a really good read. The writing style adds much to heighten the tension. This time the characters are actually exciting and believable and the story itself is a real page turner at times. It’s a stellar achievement following the mediocrity of False Gods and the somewhat forgettable Galaxy In Flames. I’m off to get the next installment!
TL;DR The best of the series so far by quite a margin!
I recently got involved in a fight with some minions of the so-called dark gods. Obviously I won because I’m so super-duper but unfortunately I was seriously wounded in the process and thus I write to you from deep within a coma.
My problem is that Chaplain Erebus of the Word Bearer Legion keeps appearing in my dreams. He has an agenda to make me sign up to joining him and his chaos team. It’s so obvious he’s trying to fool me. He even went as far to disguise himself as one of my dead friends. He keeps showing me a future that I don’t like the look of, where everyone is kissing my dad’s butt. I was nearly convinced, but the idiot admitted he was trying to deceive me. Just then my really smart brother (he’s a sorceror – much better than that Paul Daniels of ancient history) showed up and told me not to listen to the chaplain in case he gets me to do something really stupid.
I am normally really level headed about these kinds of things but over the last few hundred pages I’ve started to act like some kind of moody tyrant rather than the hyper charismatic boss that I am and everybody loves. What should I do?
Seeing as you’ve been on a crusade in the name of atheism for the past two hundred years I would definitely listen to a chaplain. Ignore this Magnus person; despite being your brother and really clever he only has one eye so obviously cannot be trusted.
I know that you’ve spent the best part of one and a half novels banging on about how your brothers, sons and father are the most precious things in the world to you but these dark gods sound like decent people to work for, they really do. That they were trying to kill you a few pages back is something you should conveniently forget.
What I would do is start a completely out of character galactic civil war which will lay waste to all the work that you, your father and all your brothers have achieved these last few centuries. Don’t forget to specifically declare war on Sanguinus who in ‘Horus Rising’ was your mutual BFF. As for your astartes don’t worry; since Dan Abnett went on holiday they’ve all become really two dimensional. It should be really easy to figure out who would give up their oaths to the Emperor and who wouldn’t. Simply send your previously well loved brethren into a big fight on Isstvan III and blow them all up in a senseless waste of wargear and ordinance.
One last thing, you can completely trust Ezekyle Abaddon as he has made it into Codex: Chaos Space Marines 6th Edition. I don’t see you in there but I expect that’s probably just a printing error.
I could have posted a lot more stuff yesterday than I did, however, in a rare case of good blogging sense I decided to hold back on some goodies so as not to overwhelm the soft-fleshy sensibilities of our readership.
Today’s post is about a product that has, like some kind of ninja assassin, snook up and then rammed a katana through my rib cage. Only less messy and not as violently. I get email newsletters from various establishments throughout the week and when I saw one particular thing I was amazed at what my eyes beheld. To try to give that same shock factor I’ll just paste the image below;
I know! Where the hell did that come from? I have not yet had the time to be able to go and check out the contents of the box, it does look pretty beefy and as the product page says the price is a little over £70 I expect it to be chockfull or “something”. Maybe even some pieces of power armour because Servitob really does like to dress-up.
As I do most of my posting from work (shhhhh!) I can’t get to the Fantasy Flight games until lunchtime rolls around, so as I said, the contents are currently a mystery, but this is a game that is set around the time Horus got narked with his Dad and decided to get some payback….. teenage angst much? Although to be fair to Horus he was probably the most bad ass emo ever to have graced the human race. I’ll probably update this post once I know some more but even though it’s obviously an expensive release and IGUK are sold out through pre-orders alone this is something I’d like to take a serious look at. Space Hulk has sat on shelves recently as we’ve been playing Malifaux but that is a game we all enjoy and although this is no doubt different side games like this help to bulk out the universe and give us nerds something else to chuck cash at.