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Dyndaer by Joshua Robertson
Joshua currently lives in Alaska with his wife and children. In 1999, he began crafting the world for Thrice Nine Legends, including Melkorka and Anaerfell. He is also the author of the A Midwinter Sellsword and Gladiators and Thieves in the Hawkhurst Saga. His short story, Grimsdalr, is inspired by the tale of Beowulf.
Branimir emerges from the Netherworld as a living legend and learns the Ash Tree is still in danger from the cursed dagger, kaelandur. An old friend compels Branimir to finish what they started at Melkorka. Once again, the former slave must keep kaelandur out of uncertain hands, while struggling to separate heroes from villains and friends from foes. Some evils never lessen.
The demons of the Netherworld chased him. Four-legged, wolf-like creatures, known as Dreka, rammed their goat horns at Branimir. The gray, wrinkled skin clung to their gaunt frames. Thin lips were stretched back giving sight to the rows of teeth on the tops and bottoms of their bloodied gums.
Branimir tumbled, swinging his weapon and feeling it tear through flesh as easily as a hot blade through frost. For a moment, he may have heard Dorofej’s riddlesome voice—no, his cry—but Branimir had not the time to listen. Bran had to scramble, and sneak, and stab.
And stab. And stab. And stab.
The urgency of the battle and the demons thumped inside of his head.
“Stop!” A familiar voice, again, cried in desperation.
Crimson splattered his vision as his dagger cut through skin once more. His blade loved the taste of blood; he felt the need to drench it again.
Pain stung his leg, but it was quickly forgotten as demon after demon lunged for him. The Dreka were ever persistent in their attack. He spun, and twisted, and disappeared to avoid every demonic beast soaring through the air, vicious teeth aimed for his throat. They would not reach him. For a moment, he thought he saw a flash of Hanna’s wide eyes, but they looked unfamiliar. Treacherous. Evil. Besides, his dagger was already cocked behind his ear and he felt incapable of restraining himself.
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Branimir emerges from the Netherworld as a living legend and learns the Ash Tree is still in danger from the cursed dagger, kaelandur. An old friend compels Branimir to finish what they started at Melkorka. Once again, the former slave must keep kaelandur out of uncertain hands, while struggling to separate heroes from villains and friends from foes. Some evils never lessen.
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The demons of the Netherworld chased him. Four-legged, wolf-like creatures, known as Dreka, rammed their goat horns at Branimir. The gray, wrinkled skin clung to their gaunt frames. Thin lips were stretched back giving sight to the rows of teeth on the tops and bottoms of their bloodied gums.
Branimir tumbled, swinging his weapon and feeling it tear through flesh as easily as a hot blade through frost. For a moment, he may have heard Dorofej’s riddlesome voice—no, his cry—but Branimir had not the time to listen. Bran had to scramble, and sneak, and stab.
And stab. And stab. And stab.
The urgency of the battle and the demons thumped inside of his head.
“Stop!” A familiar voice, again, cried in desperation.
Crimson splattered his vision as his dagger cut through skin once more. His blade loved the taste of blood; he felt the need to drench it again.
Pain stung his leg, but it was quickly forgotten as demon after demon lunged for him. The Dreka were ever persistent in their attack. He spun, and twisted, and disappeared to avoid every demonic beast soaring through the air, vicious teeth aimed for his throat. They would not reach him. For a moment, he thought he saw a flash of Hanna’s wide eyes, but they looked unfamiliar. Treacherous. Evil. Besides, his dagger was already cocked behind his ear and he felt incapable of restraining himself.
Friday, 5 June 2015
Magic of Solstice Tour Featuring Joshua Robertson
Welcome to Day 5 of the Magic of Solstice Fantasy Writers' Tour 2015!
Just in case you haven't already done so, follow the tour on Facebook. Tomorrow RJ Mirabal and I will be hosting, and I'll be sharing a mini interview with Auren from my Shadow Stalker Serial, and you'll get a chance to ask her some of your own questions. Today I will be featuring Joshua Robertson, author of Melkorka and A Midwinter Sellsword. He will be sharing a character interview with Branimir Baran from Melkorka.
Joshua began crafting the world for the dark fantasy series, Thrice Nine Legends, in 1999. Melkorka, the first book of the series, was published in 2015. The sequel, Dyndaer, will be released in January 2016. He is also the author of the Hawkhurst Saga. Joshua currently lives in Alaska with his wife and children.
Just in case you haven't already done so, follow the tour on Facebook. Tomorrow RJ Mirabal and I will be hosting, and I'll be sharing a mini interview with Auren from my Shadow Stalker Serial, and you'll get a chance to ask her some of your own questions. Today I will be featuring Joshua Robertson, author of Melkorka and A Midwinter Sellsword. He will be sharing a character interview with Branimir Baran from Melkorka.
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About Melkorka
Kaelandur was forged by the Highborn to slay one of their own, Nedezhda Mager. As their slave, Branimir Baran never thought to question his cruel masters until he is forced to take part in the execution. His actions begin a chain of events that will lead him to confront demons, cannibals, and himself as he is forced to question his own morality and the true meaning of good and evil.
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About A Midwinter Sellsword
A bastard child of a noble family escaped the subterranean city after being enslaved to the gladiator pits. After being lured into the daunting political games, will he ever find his freedom again?
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Gladiators and Thieves: Coming June 2015
Anaerfell: Coming October 2015
Dyndaer: Coming January 2016
Anaerfell: Coming October 2015
Dyndaer: Coming January 2016
Branimir Baran on Heroes: A Melkorka Character Interview
Branimir, you have spent the majority of your life as a slave under the Highborn. Did you ever have any heroes growing up?
My Lord, please, call me Bran. And yes, I suppose I looked up to the Highborn as heroes. They were very powerful with their magic. They protected the Kras.
Of course, my Lord. The Kras used to live in the mountains but they were overrun by demons. It was the Highborn that rescued us.
They enslaved you. How could you still have respect for the Highborn or call them heroes after being subjugated by them?
Um…I suppose because they were heroes, my Lord. They gave me food and a bed, and kept me alive when there was no need. Everyone on the island and even on the mainland knew their power. Even Jarls and Kings would listen when a Highborn spoke. See, no one else had the strength to fight the monsters of the Netherworld.
I said you did not have to call me Lord. Let’s change the topic for a minute. I have a note here that says that you can disappear?
I can blend in with my surroundings, if that is what you mean, my…sir.
Then why did you not just run away from the Highborn?(!)
Where would I go? The underground cities of my people had been destroyed. Most of the world does not even recognize the Kras anymore. Folks would kill me out of fear, thinking I was a demon. I am not the prettiest of creatures.
How terrible! Did the Highborn tell you that you were ugly?
[Scrunches face] I have gray eyes, crooked teeth, blood red skin, and pointy ears. You could put me in a dress and you know what would happen?
What?
Nothing. I’d just be an ugly Kras in a dress. Hehe!
[Silence…] Any other thoughts about heroes before we wrap this up?
There is nothing special about heroes, my Lord. They are just the ones that do what needs to be done when it is done. Of course, a little bit of magic always helps. [Winks]
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