Scholar: A Novel in the Imager Portfolio (Imager Portfolio, #4)

by L. E. Modesitt, Jr.

Hundreds of years before the time of Imager, the continent of Lydar is fragmented. Years of war have consolidated five nations into three - Bovaria, Telaryn, and Antiago. Quaeryt is a scholar and a friend of Bhayar, the young ruler of Telaryn. Worried about his future and the escalating intrigues in Solis, the capital city, Quaeryt persuades Bhayar to send him to Tilbor, conquered ten years earlier by Bhayar's father, in order to see if the number of occupying troops can be reduced so that they can be re-deployed to the border with warlike Bovaria. Quaeryt has managed to conceal the fact that he is an imager, since the life expectancies of imagers in Lydar is short. Just before Quaeryt departs, Bhayar's youngest sister passes a letter to the scholar-imager, a letter that could well embroil Quaeryt in the welter of court politics he had hoped to leave behind. On top of that, on his journey to Tilbor he must face pirates, storms, poisonings, attempted murder, as well as discovering the fact that he is not quite who he thought he was. To make it all worse, the order of scholars to which he belongs is jeopardised in more ways than one.

• ISBN10: 0765329557
• ISBN13: 9780765329554
• Publish Date: 8 November 2011
• Publish Status: Out of Stock
• Out of Print: 10 July 2014
• Publish Country: US
• Imprint: Tor Books
• Format: Hardcover
• Pages: 576
• Language: English

Reviews

[Metaphorosis Reviews]

Summary
Quaeryt is a scholar, with concealed magical powers. Close to the king, he persuades the ruler to send him to a distant province to assess its problems. While doing so, he takes it upon himself to solve some of them.

Review
Thankfully, with a change in characters and timeframe, Modesitt has brought his world back to life somewhat. It doesn’t help that there’s more action (at the start), and less time for the endless introspection and quotidian detail that bogged down the prior books in the series. This book takes place quite some time before those, so there’s an element of discovery as well – at least regarding imaging.

That discovery is something of a muddling factor as well, however. Quaeryt has imaging power, and people know and talk about imaging. Yet never once does it occur to anyone that Quaeryt’s astonishing success might have some magical power behind it.

Unfortunately, Modesitt also falls back on the repetitive small talk that has brought down many of his most recent books. (And I’m a little afraid that when I go back to his earlier ones, it will have been there all along.) For example, Quaeryt occasionally fills in as chorister (which in this book essentially means priest) and does well. It feels like virtually every character in the book – central or peripheral – at some point comes by to say, ‘You should be a chorister.’ To which Quaeryt inevitably responds that he’s a scholar, but there are similarities, or sometimes gives the canned history of his childhood. I don’t know how many times I read this same exchange, but it was at least twenty times too many.

Modesitt also gives us much of the content of Quaeryt and other choristers’ homilies about the nameless and they are vague to the point of empty. If the characters are deriving wisdom from them, they’re seeing something I’m not. That would be fine – natural filler – if only we didn’t have to hear the homilies (and about them) so very often.

All that said, this is a stronger book than the preceding two. It’s not a book likely to draw in new Modesitt fans, but for existing ones, it’s readable, and far less of a slog than the more recent ones have been. While apparently the start of a five book arc, Modesitt seems to have had different plans for this book, since it ends a bit abruptly, and with a not-too-credible visitation.

Modesitt makes an effort to introduce some ethnic tension that was also alluded to in the prior books, but it never really develops, and over four books, we still haven’t really hard why there’s any tension – what is it about the Pharsi that people dislike? I’m also disheartened by the world’s pervasive sexism – why can’t we have new vulnerable groups, at least – with comments about ‘letting’ a wife speak her mind, or implying that killing a female soldier is worse than killing a male, or suggesting that attractive women aren’t bright (and vice versa).

Quaeryt himself has fairly flexible morals. Much like Rhen in the previous books, he’s extremely arrogant, and never considers whether maybe his decision to kill people might be a mistake, preferring to believe that his hand was forced. It seldom is.

All in all, a better book than its predecessor, but that’s a low bar.