Adrian Tchaikovsky
Blood of the Mantis
People
Stenwold Maker – Beetle-kinden spymaster and statesman
Cheerwell ‘Che’ Maker – his niece
Tisamon – Mantis-kinden Weaponsmaster
Tynisa – his halfbreed daughter, Weaponsmaster
Achaeos – Moth-kinden magician, Che’s lover
Nero – Fly-kinden artist
Arianna – Spider-kinden, Stenwold’s lover, former Rekef agent
Balkus – Ant-kinden, agent of Stenwold, renegade from Sarn
Sperra – Fly-kinden, agent of Stenwold
Thalric – Wasp-kinden, former Rekef major, now renegade
Teornis of the Aldanrael – Spider-kinden Aristos
Gaved – Wasp-kinden mercenary
Felise Mienn – Dragonfly-kinden duellist
Destrachis – Spider-kinden doctor and companion of Felise Mienn
Parops – Tarkesh Ant-kinden soldier, now in exile
Salma (Prince Salme Dien) – Dragonfly-kinden nobleman
Prized of Dragons – formerly Grief in Chains, Salma’s Butterfly-kinden lover
Alvdan II – the Wasp Emperor
Seda – Alvdan’s sister and one surviving relative
Maxin – Wasp-kinden general in the Rekef
Reiner – Wasp-kinden general in the Rekef
Brugan – Wasp-kinden general in the Rekef
Malkan – Wasp-kinden, general of the Seventh Army (the ‘Winged Furies’)
Uctebri the Sarcad – Mosquito-kinden magician, Alvdan’s slave
Gjegevey – Woodlouse-kinden, imperial advisor
Dariandrephos (‘Drephos’) – halfbreed artificer and imperial colonel
Totho – halfbreed artificer in Drephos’s cadre
Kaszaat – Bee-kinden artificer in Drephos’s cadre
Big Greyv – Mole Cricket-kinden artificer in Drephos’s cadre
Scyla – Spider-kinden spy, magician and thief
Lineo Thadspar – Beetle-kinden Speaker for the Collegiate Assembly
Plius – foreign Ant-kinden in Sarn, Stenwold’s agent
Odyssa – Spider-kinden agent of the Rekef
Places
Capitas – capital city of the Wasp Empire
Collegium – Beetle-kinden city, home of the Great College
Commonweal – the great Dragonfly state
The Darakyon – forest, formerly a Mantis hold, now haunted and avoided by all
Felyal – Mantis-kinden hold
Helleron – Beetle-kinden industrial city, conquered by the Empire
Myna – Soldier Beetle-kinden city conquered by the Empire
Sarn – Ant-kinden city allied to Collegium
Spiderlands – Spider-kinden cities south of the Lowlands, believed rich and endless
Szar – Bee-kinden city conquered by the Empire
Tark – Ant-kinden city conquered by the Empire
Tharn – Moth-kinden hold near Helleron
Vek – Ant-kinden city-state hostile to Collegium
Organizations and things
The Ancient League – recent alliance of Moths and Mantids from the holds north of Sarn
Arcanum – the Moth-kinden secret service
Assembly – the elected ruling body of Collegium, meeting in the Amphiophos
Battle of the Rails – recent defeat of Sarnesh troops by the imperial Seventh Army
Great College – in Collegium, the cultural heart of the Lowlands
Mercers – Dragonfly-kinden order of knights errant
Prowess Forum – duelling society in Collegium
Rekef – the Wasp imperial secret service.
Shadow Box – a mysterious artefact stolen from Collegium by Scyla
The Wasp Empire has commenced its great war against the Lowlands, capturing the cities of Tark and Helleron and defeating the Ant-kinden of Sarn in a pitched field battle. Now General Malkan’s Seventh Army, the Winged Furies, waits for reinforcements before pressing on to Sarn itself. Malkan’s victory over the Sarnesh was accomplished by a new weapon, the snap bow, devised by the former Lowlander Totho, now an apprentice of the Empire’s foremost artificer.
The Wasp Emperor, however, is distracted by the promises of his slave Uctebri, who has pledged him eternal life in return for the blood of the Emperor’s sister, Seda, and possession of the mysterious Shadow Box, a relic containing the power of a twisted ritual that turned the forest Darakyon into its current haunted and lifeless state.
Amongst the imperial agents sent to retrieve the box from Collegium were the Wasp mercenary Gaved and the face-changing Spider spy Scyla, the latter of whom has stolen the box and intends to sell it for her own profit.
Stenwold Maker, meanwhile, faces the task of attempting to unite the squabbling Lowlander cities against the Wasp menace before the imperial armies advance once again. His worries are increased by the loss of his niece, last seen fighting alongside the Sarnesh. Unbeknownst to him she has escaped her imperial captors, released by her former friend Totho, and carries with her the precious blueprints of the new snapbow.
Coasting at a hundred feet above the clear waters of the Exalsee, Taki threw the gears of her orthopter’s engine into place with a tug of a stubborn lever. She listened for the rhythm of the two wings as they suddenly picked up pace from a mere thunderous beating to a steady buzz. Satisfied, she leant on the stick, throwing the Esca Volenti into a low, wide and, above all, swift turn that the fixed-wing giving chase could never match. She caught the brief glitter of bolts shot from its rotary piercer, but they were far off now, no more than specks above the glitter of the waters.
Below her the two ships were still locked together, but she had no chance to determine whether the crew of the Ruinous was still putting up any resistance, or whether the pirates had already begun their looting.
She flicked the smoked-glass lenses over her goggles and looked towards the sun. Sure enough, the little heliopter that was her other worry was trying to hide there, now a stark silhouette against the sun’s muted sepia glare. She continued executing her turn, dragging the stick back to gain height. The fixed-wing craft in pursuit had cast itself across the waters too fast for its own good, and was making a ponderous business of turning itself around, arcing high over the distinctive white-walled retreat of the distant isle of Sparis.
The heliopter suddenly stooped on her, cutting its twin rotors altogether to drop like a stone and then, as she sped past, spinning the left blades a second before the right ones in order to sling the machine onto her tail in a remarkable piece of flying skill. A moment later she felt the Esca Volenti shudder under the impact, but the heliopter was a tiny thing, barely more than a seat and an engine, and she had to trust that whatever crossbow it had mounted before the stick would miss any vital part of her own craft.
Thinking of her flier, Taki became aware of an ominous clicking from the engine. Running down again – always at the worst possible moment! The fixed-wing was now coming back, fast, swooping low over the waters and then pulling up hard, trying to barrel in for her. She climbed and climbed, so that, with his rotary letting loose in a blaze of wasted ammunition, he passed in a blur below her. They had both left the heliopter well behind. Whilst it could balance and hover on a gnat’s ball, as the saying went, it had nothing for speed.