|dusty (dustandroses) wrote in dustyrydersrecs,|
@ 2005-10-27 15:40:00
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|Entry tags:||author: dhaunea/truth, book, brust, dragaera, fandom: dragaeraverse, jhereg, loiosh, morrolon, pg, preslash, vlad taltosh|
Steven Brust's Dragaera Series
Fandom: Steven Brust's Dragaera Universe
Author: Truth dhaunea)
Genre: Book, PreSlash, Drama
Spoilers: The Jhereg Series, through Taltos
Notes: My favorite fantasy novels for the last decade or so have been by Steven Brust, and of this whole Universe he's created, by far my favorite novels have been the ones with Vlad Taltos as the lead character. Vlad is a fascinating character...a "business man" whose "business" includes untaxed gambling houses and brothels, and the protection racket.
He also happens to be an extremely deadly assassin, an excellent cook, a witch in a country full of sorcerers with an entirely different kind of power, and "human" in a world of Dragaerans - creatures that stand several feet taller than he does, and live thousands of years longer than he will. Yet he stands out, makes a name for himself in a totally foreign land, and makes powerful allies and formidable enemies in deadly games of politics and power.
My first interest in slashing this series was in bringing together Vlad and Morrolan (his friend, and one of the youngest and most powerful of the Dragonlords). They have a lot in common, but at the same time, are totally, widely different in many, many ways. I always thought they belonged together. Way before I ever heard of slash. But then I learned all about fandom, and eventually even found some people who also want to write in this fandom. This fic makes me happy. It was the first one I found, and I think Truth handles Vlad and his trusty Jhereg familiar Loiosh, very well. Good fic. Worth reading.
I remember being slightly shocked when I found out that Morrolan knew anything about witchcraft at all. Dragaerans don't practice witchcraft... not since the end of the Interregum, when sorcery began working again and they could go back to ostentatious displays of power.
Like floating castles, for instance.
But Morrolan is a practicing witch, among other, less savory practices. Pre-Interregum sorcery is not for the faint of heart or those who want to avoid execution - but I didn't find out about that until much later.
"Morrolan, my job description is a long and complicated document that took a Yendi to translate into terms that I could understand. However, I'm absolutely certain that there isn't a clause in there anywhere which says that I'm supposed to help you with experimental spells."
One dark eyebrow arched elegantly upward as Morrolan looked down his nose at me. Not a difficult feat, sadly.
I rate this fic: I Like This Fic