”Who the hell are these guys? What is their purpose and why am I reading about them?”
That was the thought that dominated my mind at the conclusion of Blood Follows, this first short story of three that I would be reading ahead of Memories of Ice about title characters Korbal Broach and Bauchelain.
We are introduced to Emancipor Reese, jobless and luckless in a bit of a hole in the wall of a port city called Lamentable Moll. He sort of dumb luck’s his way into employment as a manservant of Bauchelain. Meanwhile, a serial killer is loose on the streets that has the city’s chief inspector Guld on edge and seeking retribution for the violence done. The events lead to a chain reaction of sorts as things beings to unravel within the city.
What doesn’t unravel by the end of this story, however, is who and what these two foreigners and newcomers that the story seems to revolve around.
Now generally, I don’t find that feeling to be a good thing for a book. But this is Malazan, where nothing is handed to the reader and it takes awhile for things to ever really be fully explained, if they ever are explained. Also, this story was less than 100 pages long. And the contents of the tale was really more of an introduction of sorts.
So I decided to give this the benefit of the doubt and held off on writing a review until after I finished the next two short stories.
Well, two novellas and close to 300 pages later, I still can’t say I know who, what and why I’m reading about the adventures of Bauchelain and Broach. But early in the third and final short story, I’ve kind of made my peace with it.
Granted, I probably would have liked this story much more if I did have a little more background on our two elusive subjects, but that just wasn't meant to be.
Here's the thing; we don’t need to know an individual’s purpose, nor do we ever truly need to know who and what they are. The fact that most stories kind of hand this information to you is more of a courtesy to make things easier on the reader than a requirement of reading.
In real life, some people just are, for no other reason than that’s just how they do things. Which is really how Bauchelain and Korbal Broach exists. They’re kind of like a chaotic neutral force. Neither good nor evil, they just are. Sure they may do things that some may not view as being kosher in any rational world, but it doesn’t come from a bad place necessarily either. It’s just the things they feel they need to do in order to survive this cruel world.
All we need to know is that whatever they are, they either will or have made a huge impact on their world. This much I do know, if not truly after the first book, then certainly after the third, that they are powerful enough to be capable of shifting the balance of power whatever way they so choose.
Maybe that is their intent; although likely it wasn’t. Honestly, it feels as if the chaos that they draw is just how things seems to work out for them and they kind of just shrug and take what comes at them in stride.
Ultimately, it doesn’t matter what they are and is likely not ours to know. Anymore than it was Guld’s to know their reasons for being in his city doing whatever it was that drew them there to begin with.