"‘Something very important and very precious. Something I couldn’t really do without. As a consequence I’m not so fond of thieves. I’m also very good at catching them. I’ve made it my business. Would it surprise you to know that you’re the only person who’s ever stolen from me since?'"
Berren is a Dickensian street urchin living in a pre-renaissance city that smells of fish. He picks a pocket or two, a callow and malleable boy waiting to grow a personality, before an attempt to steal 10 gold coins from a thief-catcher gives him an unexpected chance in life. The mysterious thief taker Syannis is reminded of someone by Berren "He was looking at Berren hard, though, wearing his sad face, as though he’d dreamed of something bad that had yet to come.", and takes him on as an apprentice.
"'That’s your first lesson, boy. Money, magic and power. They’re always behind everything.’"
Hence follows a sedate tale of Berren's attempt to muddle through bettering himself with as little personal change as possible and as much action. He follows his master without permission into the dens of pirates financed by the city's harbour-master. "'Money is the blood of this city. The rest of it, the flesh and bones where everyone else lives: that sprawls inland, that’s the stuff you know. But here is its heart. Ships and money, lad.’" This takes him to a shanty-town over a swamp in Stiltside and the fantastically grim bridge city over the collapsed and reeking canals in Talsin's Forest where he watches his master slash his way through rogues. "the thief-taker who danced through knives and laughed at swords and always knew the answer." The pirate ring doesn't quite come to a satisfying conclusion, but it is great character building.
"'A thief lacks the courage that makes honest men strong. The other thing that a thief lacks is wit, for a man with a sharp wit has no need to be a thief.’"
The characters are deliciously archetypal. Syannis the thief-taker is a worlwind of stylish swordsmanship and wit "‘Where I come from, people often have lots of names. We acquire them the way you Arians acquire gold. They just fall out of the air and land on us.'", with a dark past that seems to encompass a lot more than some stinky fishing boats: "‘They stole my family from me, Berren. They stole my family and my kingdom.’". He is grim, brooding, and admirable, a vigilante Batman for this 1500s medieval city. "'The rest aren’t much different from the thieves they take, but Master Syannis, it makes no difference to him whether his thieves are street urchins or princes, whether they steal a loaf of bread or a kingdom.'" Berren, on the other hand, is an interesting take on the orphan hero. A simple, at many time transparent youth curiously lacking in compassion "‘Here I am, trying to tell you about the people who are the poorest in our little world so you might pity them and help them, and all you care for is who are the richest and the most powerful so that you can envy and resent them.’" He has a simmering undercurrent of recklessness, like the sea in calm, which he passes of as stupidity to hide its blind ambition and rage. "The ringmail shirt, on the other hand, looked like the sort of thing that let you stagger and crawl away when without it you’d be dead. Except for the hole where someone obviously hadn’t done anything much but lie where they were and die anyway. It didn’t look very heroic." I am interested to see how he becomes the monster depicted in the preview of The Dragon Queen. Even the city has its own lurid period personality. "Deephaven did that. It reached out along its waterways like a greedy prince stretching out to grasp at everything." I hope to see some more comprehensive history in the following books. "'The city nearly died in the siege. I was here and it was hell. We ate the dead, boy. And when we didn’t have any of them left, we started on the sick. You don’t see it on the surface now, but underneath it’s there.'"
All the way through, the book was heading for a very solid three-star rating. Until the mudlarks, impoverished swamp-dwellers who have nothing but their lives and their freedom started talking in hackneyed cockney rhyming-slang. I'm sorry, but it was incredibly distracting, and I couldn't empathise with the characters properly or feel the uniqueness of their setting in their behaviour because their language was so stereotyped. Really annoying. And right in the middle of all the action scenes as well. Next time, Deas, give your characters individual voice by manipulating their vocabulary, not by sending them on exchange to EastEnders.