
Wherein we a Portuguese Catholic priest ventures to the land of the reivers on the English-Scotch border during reign of Elizabeth. He observes and is slightly embroiled in a blackmailing (term originating from this time and place) raid and becomes friends with a sort of geordie Yojimbo figure. He learns a bit about the unusual nether zone that was the border in those days in the process, but much. It's the classic Fraser setup of an alien narrator plonked into a world he doesn't understand and muddling through. Having a moralising priest as the narrator in what was one of the precursors to the wild west works well for this. A much sterner story than the Flashmans, both in writing and its substance - very little humour (or sex) throughout but about as much blood.

Awesome review. I might check this out.