This is a review for “From the Tales of Easie Damasco: Giant Thief” by David Tallerman.
Easie Damasco is a rogue, a thief and a charmer, but even he can’t rest when a vicious warlord and his force of enslaved giants invade Easie’s homeland. With the warlord on his heels, plotters and betrayers at every corner, princes and ex-mayors using him as bait, Easie might survive this adventure. But he’s going to need help. Big time.
This story is set in a backdrop of a world highly inspired by Spain. The Spanish plains and language and history played a major role in creating this book, and it is very good. It is a fascinating world, it is different from other books I have read, the descriptions are very good and the characters inhabiting the world, from humans to horses to giants, are very well written. I enjoy that the main character is a cowardly thief looking out for himself first and foremost.
Easie Damasco is not a constant character. At one point, the thing that starts the adventure, happens because he drops out of character. Of course, it could be just as the book said – that he was angry and wanted revenge – but to me it wasn’t done in a believable way at all. It was too out of the blue. He is a thief and a coward throughout the rest of the book, and has been so for years, his experiences so far should have been enough to stop him and make him think at this point. It doesn’t. Easie’s also quick to change his opinion. At one moment he is agreeing with something, in the next he is taking the opposite side. It goes back and forth and though some people really are like that, it is still not done in a believable way in my opinion.
And then there are the various small things throughout the book that make you stop to think “where did that come from?”. From Easie suddenly understanding that a character was madly in love with another without any previous proof – for all Easie knew it could simply be loyalty or a wish not to die that urged a character to act such and such – to other small opinions and realisations that suddenly appear this quirk is quite annoying. As is the fact that a good deal of the towns and the river have names that are quite alike and that makes them difficult to differentiate when mentioned, especially since there is no map provided.
So, all in all, though not too bad a book it isn’t something I would write home about either.