A Darkness Forged in Fire (Iron Elves Series #1)

A Darkness Forged in Fire (Iron Elves Series #1)

by Chris Evans

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Now in mass market, the first novel in the thrilling series of epic storytelling and adventure reminiscent of J.R.R. Tolkien and Bernard Cornwell...where musket and cannon, bow and arrow, and magic and diplomacy all wield power in an empire teetering on the brink of war.

In this world, Konowa Swift Dragon, former commander of the Empire’s elite Iron Elves, is anything but ordinary. He’s murdered a Viceroy, been court-martialed, seen his beloved regiment disbanded, and finally been banished in disgrace to the one place he despises the most—the forest. All he wants is to be left alone with his misery...but for Konowa, nothing is ever that simple. Brimming with high adventure and intrigue, this is "a splendid read for fans of both science fiction and fantasy military adventure. Highly recommended" (Library Journal).

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ISBN-13: 9781416570523
Publisher: Pocket Books
Publication date: 05/26/2009
Series: Iron Elves Series , #1
Edition description: Reprint
Pages: 640
Product dimensions: 4.10(w) x 7.56(h) x 1.35(d)

About the Author

Chris Evans is also the author of the Iron Elves saga: A Darkness Forged in Fire, The Light of Burning Shadows, and Ashes of a Black Frost, as well as Of Bond and Thunder, and the nonfiction book Bloody Jungle: The War in Vietnam. He is a military historian and former editor for Random House and Stackpole Books. Born in Canada, he lives in New York City.

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A Darkness Forged in Fire Book One of the Iron Elves
By Chris Evans
Pocket Copyright © 2008 Chris Evans
All right reserved.

ISBN: 9781416570516


Mountains shouldn't scream, but this one did.

The agony of the rock vibrated beneath the paws of a small, brown squirrel crouched low behind a boulder near the summit. The frigid night air thrummed in sympathetic harmony with the mountain, blurring the light from a shooting star trailing crimson fire across the sky. Shadows shattered and reformed, their shapes subtly altered.

The squirrel sat up on its hind legs and looked to the sky, its glittering eyes following the path of the red star as it burned across the sky toward the east. Letting out a sigh, the squirrel shook its small head; no matter how many centuries you had to get ready, prophecies always caught you off guard. The Stars were returning to the world. It was a strange thought for a squirrel to have, but not for the elf-wizard that had taken squirrel form.

Remaining transformed for the time being, the wizard dropped to all fours and leaped to another boulder a few feet higher up, stretching out his arms and legs to take advantage of the loose folds of fur between them. He landed on the next boulder huffing for breath. It was definitely easier to fly going downhill. He looked up to the mountain summit and shivered in spite of the fur that currently covered his body. A group of trees dotted the peak. And I'm just a squirrel, the wizard thought, rubbing his paws together for warmth before continuing his climb.

The wizard's tailbushed as he scampered closer to the top. With each jump the ground felt increasingly wrong. Something was changing it from the inside, and he knew what. The roots of the trees on the summit were clawing their way deep into the heart of the mountain to feed on the rock. Until tonight, they had been contained, isolated on this mountaintop where they could be controlled, if not destroyed. The falling of the Red Star in the east signaled that was no longer the case. A power not known in the world since the beginning of time was returning. Power that could either save it, or destroy it.

He concentrated on the forest, wishing he was powerful enough to wipe it from the face of the earth himself, but knowing it was far beyond him. He hoped, however, that his plan might help the one who could. All the wizard had to do was steal one small thing. And survive. It's why he had transformed himself. A wizard going into this forest would never return. A squirrel, on the other hand, had the slimmest of chances of surviving by going unnoticed.

He hoped.

The wizard paused again in his climb to catch his breath, watching it turn to mist and rise in the icy air, drawing his eyes to the trees that clung to the rock.

No living thing should have found a home there, yet the forest survived, its roots boring ever deeper into the rock, suckling on the bitter ore it found. Leaves turned iron-black, the wind honing them to a razor edge. Bark crystallized, growing translucent to reveal the thick ichor pulsing beneath while branches withered needle thin, stabbing down at the ground in the vain search for something fleshier to consume.

It was a forest, of a kind.

The mountain shuddered and sent chunks of rock cartwheeling down its side, as if trying to shake the forest loose. Just in time the wizard hid in a crevice until the avalanche had passed. He poked his head up a moment later and prepared to make the final dash into the trees. It didn't look promising -- arrowlike twigs splintered against rock with a sound of ringing iron as the trees now hunted among the shadows.

The wizard twitched his squirrel tail twice then darted between the crystal trunks in a wild dash for the center of the forest. Branches slashed down as he dodged and scrambled for his life.

Finally, out of breath and on the verge of exhaustion, he came to the very center of the forest.

There, on a ragged knuckle of granite, stood a silver Wolf Oak.

He knew the Wolf Oaks well, good nuts, but this one was wholly unlike the tall, majestic trees in the Great Forest of the Hyntaland on the plains below. Those trees were tall and proud, their limbs strong and supple in the nurturing sun. This tree shared none of those traits, growing low and wide across the rock, snaking its jagged limbs out in every direction to ensnare its progeny in a thicket of wild, dark hunger. Glinting, obsidian-shelled acorns covered the ground beneath it.

The forest was expanding.

The wizard felt the sudden urge to get off the ground and climb somewhere high. He looked at the trees around him and decided that the ground, as polluted as it was, was still preferable. It was as he feared. Being this close to the silver Wolf Oak was taking its toll; he was starting to think like a squirrel. Wolf Oaks were the natural conduits for the raw, elemental magic of nature, and among them the silvers had no equal. This one surpassed even them.

Five hundred rings ago, this silver Wolf Oak had been a sapling cub in the birthing meadow of the Great Forest, a new, young life full of promise. In time, it would have towered above the tallest trees, a singular being of incredible, if simple power, ruling and protecting the forest by influencing all living things around it. It had been that way since the beginning. Then the elves had come to the Hyntaland, and everything changed.

The wizard fought his most basic instincts -- elf and squirrel -- to flee down the mountain. Not yet though, not without getting what he came for. He placed one paw in front of the other and started to move cautiously toward the silver Wolf Oak, only to find his progress stopped because the more sensible squirrel part of his mind had wedged his tail between two rocks, saving his life.

Black, hoary frost sparkled on the rocks, radiating out from the tree in all directions. A moment later, a piece of night detached itself from the rest of the darkness.

The Shadow Monarch, elf witch of the high, dark forest, had come.

She stood beside the silver Wolf Oak, the reek of cold, metallic power filling the forest. He sensed more than saw. Her head turn and look toward him. His breath froze in his lungs, his vision darkening around the edges.

Her gaze moved on. He relaxed ever so slightly, drawing in the tiniest of breaths. Frost glistened off his whiskers.

The Shadow Monarch looked up to the sky, following the path of the fallen Red Star. She reached out to the tree. Anger, pain, desire, and something more infused the two, twisting the very air around them. Their madness wove together until their power was one and the same, staining everything. She then wrapped Her arms around the tree, a dark thing cradling a dark thing, and the wizard sensed what he had long feared: above all else, She wanted revenge.

The wizard raised his head, peering beyond his whiskers to the black tableau a few feet away. The Shadow Monarch was looking down at a pool of ichor beside the silver Wolf Oak. The pool shimmered, revealing an image of the Great Forest to the west of the mountain. Elves of the Long Watch, formed to protect the Great Forest from Her madness, patrolled among the trees. For centuries now they had kept Her at bay, forever vigilant, keeping Her and Her forest isolated high on the mountain.

It was a comforting vision. What happened next wasn't.

Black flame flickered in the Great Forest, and elves and trees began to shrivel and die. Stars fell, but wherever they landed Her forest was there, devouring the Stars' power and making it Her own. New trees burst forth from the cold earth like daggers of crystal and ore. These trees spread, covering more and more ground until no free space remained...blanketing mountain and desert, lake and ocean, in one dark forest.

The mountain shuddered anew. A different image formed in the dark pool. Soldiers now stood about, their green jackets and iron muskets the unmistakable hallmarks of the Calahrian Imperial Army, the sharp edge of the human empire across the ocean.

The image in the pool pulled back, revealing more. There was a small fortress on a hill, vaguely familiar to him. Power flowed from Her to the pool and the image grew larger as She searched for something there. The wizard gasped as Her magic suddenly washed over him. He struggled to keep control and remember why he was here, knowing he was slowly losing the fight as the magic of Her forest wreaked havoc with his mind.

The shooting star blazed across the sky above the small fort, then stopped, hanging there like a red sun. The brilliance of its light grew until the ichor turned completely crimson. And then the light was gone and no sign of the star remained, but something had changed.

Slowly, silently, he inched out of his hiding place and crept along the ground toward the thing he had come for. Every step was a cold needle in his paws, but there, just a foot away, lay one of the silver Wolf Oak's obsidian-shelled acorns. It was close, but he needed a distraction.

He concentrated, trying to draw magic from the foul power that coursed around him. Wincing with pain, he sifted it in his mind until he was able to cleanse enough to perform one small spell. It would have to do.

He focused his thoughts on a tree on the other side of the clearing, and for a moment it looked more like what it should have been; brown and green and healthy. The other trees attacked it at once, flailing and stabbing it in a flurry of branches. The wizard lunged, grabbing the acorn between his paws and stuffing it into his mouth. Cold lightning flashed through his head, but he managed to scamper back behind a rock before spitting the acorn out into his paws where it steamed in the air.

The mountain shuddered again, a deep, mournful sound. Rock sundered. Chasms opened deep into the mountain's core, laying bare its ancient past. Flames of black frost leaped from the darkness and high into the night sky. Her forest dug ever deeper, delving more than rock, reaching back to an age long past. Primal, red-throated roars not heard for hundreds of years filled the air, and they were hungry. Another voice rose above them, and the bit of the wizard that remained in control shivered at the words.

You shall feed, too, She told them. Roots pulled misshapen creatures from the depths. They spilled forth in black heaps, a shambling mass of crooked limbs and milky white eyes.

Go out in this world as you once did. Gather to me those that bear my mark. Those others that would harm My realmÊ.Ê.Ê.Êdestroy.

Every fiber in his body told him to run while his luck held, but he had to risk one last look in the pool. Like the Great Forest, tongues of frost fire were engulfing the fortress on the hill, burning everything. Her trees breached the earth, their roots clawing, searching for the star that had fallen there.

Enough. He stuffed the acorn back in his mouth and ran for his life.

The pain was overwhelming, but he had to get back down the mountain with his prize. Every leap took him further away from this infernal place and closer to the one who now had a chance to stop Her.

When he reached the bottom of the mountain he found a nearby cave and crawled into it, spitting the acorn out and collapsing in a heap, his body transforming to that of an elf again. He let the pain and exhaustion take him, drifting into unconsciousness with the satisfaction of knowing he had succeeded in the first part of his task. When he was fully recovered he would be able to deliver the prize in person.

High up on the mountain, the Shadow Monarch stood watching. She saw the elf-wizard collapse in the cave. Creatures stood beside Her, waiting. Some still bore the look of elves, though terribly twisted. They waited for the command to tear the wizard to shreds. The command did not come. Instead, the Shadow Monarch smiled.

Worlds shouldn't scream, but this one would.

Copyright © 2008 by Chris Evans


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"Strong storytelling, a compelling cast of heroes and villains, and a keen knowledge of military tactics of the Napoleonic era make this...a splendid read." —-Library Journal Starred Review

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Darkness Forged in Fire (Iron Elves Series #1) 4.2 out of 5 based on 0 ratings. 48 reviews.
Guest More than 1 year ago
A Darkness Forged in Fire is a terrific fantasy, set in a fascinating world akin to the times of the Napoleonic Wars. I enjoyed the story and its characters. Particular the lead character, Konowa - an officer his men can look up to and trust, yet still driven by his own foibles. His sidekick, Jir, is a set of teeth and claws to be reckoned with, while his good friend, the Duke, provides his own satisfying reckoning at the end of the story. The story is populated with great, interesting characters like Konowa and the Duke of Rakestraw. Combine that with an engrossing story and you've got a read that you can get caught up in. I found myself losing hours, and it's definitely a good way to lose those hours. Highly recommended. I'm ready for book two in the series, bring it on!
Guest More than 1 year ago
Being a fan of high fantasy as well as the age of black powder weapons, I was really excited by the idea of a serious take on what could best be described as Napoleonic era in a fantasy setting with Elves, Dwarves, Orcs. Fantasy elements wedded with the gritty nature of an era made popular by the Sharpe novels, what fan of both fantasy fiction and historical fiction of those time would not jump at this.* * * * * Unfortunately this book falls short in execution. One expected a masterful blend of the grit and heroics of the Napoleonic age with the wonderment and enchantment of high fantasy from Tolkien, but what we have in this novel is a two popular themes slap dashed together that has to do with each other as much as oil immersed in water. You have the fantasy element of a mysterious sinister shadow monarch, then an industrial Empire a thinly veiled Victorian Britain. The cliches by themselves are not bothersome, but that fact that they really did not mesh together was the problem, for all the interactivity and interplay between the fantasy element and the gunpowder element, we could well replace the muskets with laser guns and there would have been little notice or effect on the fantasy story. Similarly we could replace the Shadow Monarch with some shallow James Bond villain and there would be little alteration to the Napoleonic side of the setting.* * * * * The characters too were stilted and flat, although its apparent the story tries very hard to give them depth. They certainly could not be accused of being two dimensional, but the problem is all this depth seems prefabricated and forced, and tries to ram the hundred layers of depth the author wrote up for his characters down the reader's throat in the first few chapters. The chemistry between the main character and love interest was also unnatural, a relationship right of an adolescent's inexperienced fantasy.* * * * * The only two interesting characters and saving grace to this story were the sorta comic relief, an old veteran dwarf and a bespectacled country boy recruit. And on the historical side, the Author knew his stuff, the military life and the gun drills are well written, and the one really great thing that stood out was the recruitment pamphlet used to attract soldiers to sign up to the Iron Elves regiment, it had the perfect blend of fantasy and Napoleonic era Britain that the rest of the book tries to capture but falls short.
SoDisappointed More than 1 year ago
I'm giving this a two in the hopes that if I can bear the read much longer and actually finish this book that it will get better. I'm a quarter of the way through and I'm strongly questioning the wisdom of my purchase. So far, trite dialog, thinly disguised character cliches and all in all very very elementary writing have kept me from enjoying the Napoleonic setting. I'm hoping it gets better, although I almost erased it off my nook when I read the tired cliche "Get your musket out of my back. That's not my musket" line. Soon after, that infantile and unoriginal gem is followed by a dwarf with a highly improbable and ridiculous weapon which is essentially a crossbow married to double barreled musket. This coupled with very thin if not inaccurate detail on loading and firing flintlocks, makes one question if the author had ever bothered to study the weaponry of the period or anything else from that period. Frankly that really rips me because the supposed setting was my whole reason for the purchase in the first place. I'm going to try to get through the rest of it, but its a challenge to even sit through one chapter of this juvenile series.
wbentrim on LibraryThing More than 1 year ago
A Darkness Formed in Fire by Chris EvansAn agrarian society dominated by an Empire¿s forces seeks salvation in falling stars. An outcast elf leads the Iron Elves, a military unit in the Empire employ. The outcast elf¿s experiences as the Iron Elves fight both rebel forces and the mysterious and sinister Shadow Monarch fuel the action in this book. I enjoyed the way Evans built her characters. She provided plenty of insight to the character¿s motivation. All of the necessary pieces were available for a down and dirty fantasy adventure. I particularly liked the interplay between dwarf and dweeb. Konowa¿s esprit de corps and his deep sense of responsibility for his men was admirable. His soul searching introspection and brooding kept him from being a stereotyped hero. The plot had a wealth of intricacy as far as plot is concerned. The invocation of an all abiding oath by the Iron Elves tied Konowa¿s fate to soul searing revenge. The Iron Elves have the potential to grow into a band of brothers similar to Glen Cooks¿ infamous Black Company. I enjoyed the book and have already started the sequel, ¿The Light of Burning Shadow¿
sabolich on LibraryThing More than 1 year ago
I hate to diss a book. I really do. But this was bad enough I didn't finish it. The characters were juvenile and spent an interminable time going from point nowhere to point nowhere, accomplishing nothing and fighting off monsters that seemed to serve no purpose in the story except to cause something to happen. I rarely give up on a book but this one just couldn't hold my interest.
jacobabear on LibraryThing More than 1 year ago
An interesting book about an officer named Konowa who was court martialed and his regiment (the Iron Elves) scattered. But when he is called back to command his regiment again, Konowa finds himself troubled with the prince, extinct monsters, and an evil witch. Read on to find out how Konowa finds the Eastern Star and leads his regiment through the battalions of enemies with minimal casualties.
morbidromantic on LibraryThing More than 1 year ago
Konowa Swift Dragon was exiled to the woods and his elite band of Iron Elves, all elves cursed with the black ear tip as sign that they are children of the Shadow Monarch, were disbanded and sent away for his killing of the former Viceroy who had fallen into darkness by serving the will of the Shadow Monarch. The Shadow Monarch, an elf, is possessed by a magic that she wishes to consume the world with, spreading her dark forest. After a few years in isolation, wandering with his only companion Jir (a bengar), Konowa is approached again by the Calahrian Empire he once served to once again become a soldier.The Red Star has supposedly fallen, which foretells the return of a magic and knowledge many people and creatures want: the current Viceroy, the Price of Calahr, and the Shadow Monarch included. Given an acorn from the elven Shadow Monarch¿s Silver Wolf Oak, Konowa feels a strange power and connection to her, which he wants to use to his advantage to defeat her and her forces once again. As an elf born with a black ear tip and rejected from the birthing meadow so that he never bonded with a tree as elves do, Konowa has never felt much like an elf and was shunned for being cursed.With stories of the Red Star, old and evil extinct creatures are being resurrected, so it is imperative that someone or something stop them. Konowa is told to reband the Iron Elves, but he is not given his old elves. No, instead he is delivered a scattered section of people and races. The new Iron Elves is made up of elf, human, dwarf, and giant alike. But, committed to their service, they take the oath to serve as Iron Elves. Unwittingly, though, the power of the acorn bonds the Iron Elves to their oath such that not even death can separate them from service. Even after death their shades must serve.Unfortunately, too, for Konowa, he must act as second command to the Prince of Calahr, Tykkin. The future king of Calahr has no military experience and cares more for finding the Red Star and studying the world than properly defending it. Another source of frustration for Konowa is the elfkynan witch Visyna, who he likes but disagrees with his usage of the Silver Oak acorn and wants the Red Star for her and her people in order to liberate them from the Calahrian Empire. Plagued by nightmares of the Shadow Monarch, Konowa has a lot to worry about.I must say, I enjoyed this book from page one all the way to the end. My love of reading began with the fantasy genre, after all, so I will always have a very deep love for all things magical. The world that Chris Evans creates is indeed separate from ours, but parallels ours enough that I can see similarities. In the various stories of races and conquest, I see vestiges of our history and culture. For some reason, this helped me connect to the characters. Konowa is brave and handsome and a wonderful soldier, but he is a bit stubborn. As is Visyna. The dwarf Private Yimt Arkhorn is loud and overconfident and his partner Private Alwyn Redwar is careful and skittish. The prince is properly clueless and the writer Rallie is obscure and mysterious. All of the characters are distinct and layered. I love it when an author can create characters that are distinct, that react just as they would and not in a way convenient to making the story easy. It is not hard at all to simply write a character, but to truly create one is a work of true talent.What about the story, though? A Darkness Forged in Fire is just the kind of fantasy I like-- just enough of everything without it being too much. It is full of action and the questions pile one on top of the other as the story progresses. No resolution is come to by the end, which opens way for book 2. By the end of the book, you are left with even more questions as additional stars must be sought out and kept from falling into the wrong hands. The battles are intense and full of detail, and I really got the sense that Evans knows what he is talk
Karlstar on LibraryThing More than 1 year ago
Excellent book! There are some different concepts at work here, not radically different, but just different enough. Elves in particular take on traditional and non-traditional roles, but done very well. The evil Shadow Monarch, who is really a master of the powers of cold, opposes all life. The Long Watch elves who guard the trees oppose her, as well as the Empire, and the Iron Elves, a regiment of elves who cannot belong to the Long Watch. Joining them are a castoff bunch of humans and a dwarf. There's a few mysteries here that aren't cleared up enough, and at times it is a bit simplistic, but still quite good. Its not Robert Jordan or G. R. R. Martin quality, but certainly the next level.
cinnleigh on LibraryThing More than 1 year ago
It has been quite a while since I have read a true Fantasy, one set in a land that is not familiar to the one we currently reside in. I think that the last Fantasy I read was the Sword of Truth series by Terry Goodkind. I love that series and am quite pleased to discover that The Iron Elves series by Chris Evans is just as good. Fully of action, adventure, romance, and magic, A DARKNESS FORGED IN FIRE is a perfect escape to another world.Konowa Swift Dragon was at one time the leader of the great Iron Elves; although abandoned by their brothers and sisters, the elves of the Long Watch, the rest of the Empire reveres the Iron Elves as the greatest warriors. That is until politics get in the way and Konowa is banished for killing the corrupt and evil Viceroy. If living alone in the forest with nothing but a Bengar for companionship doesn¿t change him, an impossible tie to the Shadow Monarch most certainly will.Called back into action by the Empire, Konowa once again becomes a part of the Iron Elves; only this time, there are few elves in the Iron Elves, the warriors instead made up of the miscreants from the other Empire regiments. With only a small regiment of misfits, will Konowa be able to protect the land against the Shadow Monarch and find the Red Star before it falls into much more dangerous hands?Full of action, A DARKNESS FORGED IN FIRE kept me interested and highly entertained from the very first page. There were very few slow parts in the book and ever scene pushed the story somewhere. This movement made for a great story that encouraged the pages to turn faster and faster as I was unable to set the book down. Seriously, I started A DARKNESS FORGED IN FIRE on Friday night and finished all 620 by Sunday night. Now, I¿m a fast reader, but a book that size should have taken me a bit longer. The fact that I was able to read it so quickly is due mainly to the fact that the story kept me interested and engaged. ¿Just one more page¿ would turn into ¿just one more chapter.¿ Before I knew it, I was addicted, making my husband turn the car around so I could go running back inside to grab my forgotten book!I often talk about tension in books. To me, tension is what makes you want to continue to turn the pages. It¿s some sort of barrier to the perfect ending. In our case, there were multiple points of tension in A DARKNESS FORGED IN FIRE, from the romance between Visyna and Konowa to the race for the Red Star. Each page was interesting, designed to pull the reader in and engage him or her in the story. I would have to say that Evans did a fantastic job forming the tension and creating an ebb and flow, pulling and releasing us in a never-ending cycle.Outside of the well-formed tension, I found the character development to be my second favorite part of the book. Konowa, being the main character, obviously had a lot of time and energy put into him. What surprised me was how even minor characters that we really only got to see a handful of times were worked on and developed until they had a complexity that added a new layer of depth to the story. Each character had a story and the realism that went into them gave me the feeling that the Iron Elves were lifted right off of the page and deposited in the living room. Trust me ¿ that made for some close confines!Fair warning time: Usually I reserve this section for adult scenes and adult themes, but in the case of A DARKNESS FORGED IN FIRE, we don¿t have to worry about these. What I did want to include here is that there are some graphic images in the book. As many stories involving way go, there is bloodshed and it isn¿t all pretty. It¿s not horribly gruesome or anything, but I just thought I would lay it out there for you.The only thing that tripped me up were the few instances where I felt things may have gone unexplained. There would be something that Konowa couldn't do and then all of a sudden he could do it with no explanation as to why. Other instances occurred where I became confu
Anonymous More than 1 year ago
If you like fantasy definitely check it out.
Anonymous More than 1 year ago
This story started sooooo slow, w/characters I didn't like, the dwarf & the young recruit made the story for me. It was hard but I try to always finish a book & it paid off. By the end I really enjoyed the book.
Anonymous More than 1 year ago
Wow pretentious much? That guy
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In this book, ‘A Darkness Forged in Fire’, by Chris Evans, we learn the main character, Konowa Swift Dragon, was cast out of his elven tribe because of a marking on his ear. This marking was a sign from the Shadow Monarch, the antagonist of this story. Basically this means he was cursed; the tribe had a ritual where they would ‘bond’ with a special tree, which gave them some form of enlightenment. He was cast out, and as he grew up decided to join the Calahrian Imperial Army as an officer. He later is dishonorably discharged for assassinating the Viceroy of his Regiment; as the Viceroy was evil, to say the least. Konowa and his Regiment, ‘The Iron Elves’, were disbanded, and Konowa was forced to live in seclusion, in the woods for a number of years. After a number of years, he meets a girl who was told to bring him back to the Empire. Seeing as he hadn’t talked to anybody in quite a while, he assumed she was trying to kill him and attacked her; they fought for a bit, and the girl, Visyna, tells him that the Duke of Rakestraw sent her. Later in the book we find out he used to be friends with the Duke. He informs Konowa that the Prince of Calahr is seeking an artifact, and has ordered the Iron Elves to be reformed. Konowa is a bit sketchy towards the idea, mostly because the Prince would be the commanding officer, and the Prince had NO military knowledge what-so-ever, aside from the books he had read. He finally agreed as the Duke and multiple others talked him into it. From there, they gather troops, and take off towards the artifact… My overall opinion of this book was that it was a very entertaining book after the first few chapters. I was very bored the first 2-3 chapters because it was solid details on something I had no idea about. It cleared up quite a bit, and made much more sense after the 4th chapter or so. With that being said; after the 4th chapter, I became so entertained with the book, that I found it hard to stop reading. This book is a fantasy-military style book, so I would only recommend it to people who like fantasy-style books, and like military-style books. Personally, I liked the book, although it could get confusing at times. There was so much detail thrown at me, I forgot what I was reading about; but not so much I was completely lost. Again, I really enjoyed reading the book, but it had quite a bit of detail. -Jake M.
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NicholasTang More than 1 year ago
super fun book to read, recommended
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