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aoc's review
3.0
If there's a strength The Swamp Warden shines at it would be just how magnificently it transports you to a primordial swamp. As I've come expect from Pathfinder short tales the ones that stuck with me tended to excel at conveying a singular event or world itself. This falls under latter as story included won't exactly blow you away.
We step into the shoes of Rhyn, a self-proclaimed defender of a swamp village who still sticks to an age old adage folks have heard from their great-grandparents and stuck to faithfully: fear the scaled ones. Living in the middle of nowhere swamp this means very tangible dangers like gators they have to contend with, and Rhyn is the one who steps up after a personal tragedy leaves him with nothing else to live for. In an interesting stroke novel almost fools you into thinking it's not even fantasy at first given how believable his initial patrol is conveyed. It's only after he comes across an alligator seemingly feeding only on right hands that mystical elements are brought into it and become the a relevant point onward. It's a short story available freely so I leave it to you to check out.
At the end of the day it's a bite-sized story primarily carried by how evocatively author handles the locale and never explicitly bogs you down with details where common wisdom would suffice. I do wish the ending turned out for the better and Rhyn wasn't the sole character, but that may have defeated the point.
We step into the shoes of Rhyn, a self-proclaimed defender of a swamp village who still sticks to an age old adage folks have heard from their great-grandparents and stuck to faithfully: fear the scaled ones. Living in the middle of nowhere swamp this means very tangible dangers like gators they have to contend with, and Rhyn is the one who steps up after a personal tragedy leaves him with nothing else to live for. In an interesting stroke novel almost fools you into thinking it's not even fantasy at first given how believable his initial patrol is conveyed. It's only after he comes across an alligator seemingly feeding only on right hands that mystical elements are brought into it and become the a relevant point onward. It's a short story available freely so I leave it to you to check out.
At the end of the day it's a bite-sized story primarily carried by how evocatively author handles the locale and never explicitly bogs you down with details where common wisdom would suffice. I do wish the ending turned out for the better and Rhyn wasn't the sole character, but that may have defeated the point.
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