Roland Green lacks flare for a good turn of phrase. His writing ends up rather dry and stiff. Here's a sample: "That was one of the rules of wise leadership that held true for all men, white, black, yellow, brown, or green with purple stripes if there were any such!" Well, the cliche aside, you can see that Green doesn't reach for superlative use of metaphor. Green does write a less racist tale of Conan's interaction among the tribes of the Black Kingdom than most other authors, which is a pleasant experience. There are some major structural problems here, though. The story begins with the narrative of Nidaros, who is speaking many years after Conan's death and introduces Conan's son and heir to the throne of Aquilonia. After a chapter, the story moves to Conan in the Black Kingdom following the death of his lover, Belit. There is no narrator for this section. Then at page 148 of the trade paperback edition, a new narrator steps in - a warrior who is half Pictish. Then he starts telling the tale. The only problem is, the tale has been going for 148 pages already, so it's very strange that a new person starts narrating as though he's been doing it all along. In any case, you can see that like so many Conan pastiches this is a hack effort to capitalize on the Conan lore. Authors cannot seem to agree on who the Picts are, though Green comes closer than some. Green portrays the Picts as lowly creatures, skilled woodsman but really only semi-evolved humans. This is pretty much how Robert E. Howard described them. (Other authors have turned them into more of a noble savage-type race.) Finally, I'll mention the plot. It's your basic Conan v. sorcery story. Conan encounters a magician's portal leading out of the Black Kingdoms into the Pictish wilderness. He enters it with a band of warriors and adventure ensues. This really isn't a great story and not terribly fun. I wouldn't recommend it.