Thieves' World Introduction: Meet Cauvin, the Stonemason With a Dead Man's Memories

Book: Thieves’ World: Turning Points Story: Introduction Author: Lynn Abbey Series: Thieves’ World New Series, Book 1

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A Stonemason Who Can’t Escape a Dead Man

Cauvin is a working guy. He likes his mallet. He likes stone. He does not like being summoned to the palace. But when the tyrant Arizak sends a terrified servant to fetch you, and the servant says he’ll get beaten if you don’t come, you go.

Here’s Cauvin’s problem. Five months ago, he accidentally inherited every single memory that belonged to Molin Torchholder. The Torch was Sanctuary’s greatest political operator for fifty years. A liar, a schemer, a hero, a priest of a vanquished god, and apparently also a witch. When the Torch died, he dumped his entire lifetime of knowledge, secrets, and scheming into Cauvin’s head. Just like that. No warning. No consent. No take-backs.

So now Cauvin is a stonemason who can read scrolls in languages he never learned, who knows where every hidden treasure in Sanctuary is buried, and who carries the war god Vashanka around in his dreams. He wants none of it.

But Arizak does. The tyrant relied on the Torch to actually govern Sanctuary, because the Irrune tribe conquered the city ten years ago and still doesn’t understand how it works. Arizak is old, his foot is literally rotting off, and he needs someone with the Torch’s knowledge. Cauvin is that someone, whether he likes it or not.

Palace Politics and an Eclipse Prophecy

When Cauvin arrives at the palace, he walks into a scene. Arizak’s brother Zarzakhan, the tribe’s shaman, is covered in mud, blood, horse dung, and stinkweed oil. He’s fresh from a spirit walk with the Irrune god Irrunega, and he’s trying to demonstrate how eclipses work using Raith (Arizak’s sixteen-year-old son) and a warrior named Tentinok as props.

It’s kind of hilarious in a grim way. Zarzakhan is shoving people around, making them stand in front of each other to show how shadows work. Arizak isn’t buying it. He looks at this demonstration and basically says: if this were true, the moon would disappear every time it was full, and my own eyes tell me that’s not how it works.

Then Arizak spots Cauvin and asks him directly. Has the Torch’s memory ever heard of such a thing? The moon turning red and disappearing? The sun going dark?

This is the part I find really well done. Cauvin doesn’t want to access those memories. Every time he does, it hurts. But he forces himself, and suddenly he’s seeing through the Torch’s eyes. Dried-blood-colored curtains falling over a silver moon. A black disk cutting into the sun. The Rankan priests knew these eclipses happened. They knew they’d be over quickly.

So Cauvin confirms it. Yes, it could happen. And just like that, he’s deeper into palace business than he ever wanted to be.

War Is Coming

Then Arizak gets to the real reason he summoned Cauvin. He pulls out a scroll from the Ilsigi king. Cauvin reads it. A few months ago, he couldn’t even tell which end of a scroll was up. Now he reads court Ilsigi like it’s nothing. Thanks, dead man.

The situation is this: the Rankan emperor has sent a tournament to Sanctuary, supposedly to honor the city. The Ilsigi king suspects the emperor has other motives and has sent his own fighters to “uphold our ancestors’ glory.” Translation: both empires are flooding Sanctuary with spies and soldiers while pretending it’s all friendly competition.

Cauvin puts it together quickly. The northern threats are gone. The empire of Garonne is eating itself. Nothing stands between the Rankan emperor and the Ilsigi king anymore. War is coming, and Sanctuary is caught in the middle.

But it gets worse. The eclipses are the real draw. Between the lunar eclipse and the solar eclipse, powerful sorcery becomes possible. The kind nobody has seen in forty years. Both empires know it, and they’re sending their magic users to Sanctuary under cover of this tournament.

Arizak decides they need someone in that tournament. Someone who can spy on the foreign sorcerers.

Raith’s Cold Calculation

This is where Raith, Arizak’s youngest son, shows he might be the smartest person in the room. He suggests they send Naimun. Naimun is Raith’s own brother. He’s slow-witted, ambitious, and has already been caught dealing with the outlawed remnants of the Bloody Hand of Dyareela and every foreign schemer who shows up.

Cauvin immediately objects. Naimun can’t be trusted.

Raith’s answer is ice cold: “We don’t need to trust him. We need only follow him.”

The whole room goes silent. Even the flies buzzing around the reeking shaman are the loudest thing in the chamber. It’s a brilliant move. Use the untrustworthy brother as bait. Let him attract exactly the kind of trouble they’re looking for. Then watch where he goes and who he talks to.

I got chills reading that line. Raith is sixteen years old and already thinking like a spymaster. Abbey sets him up as someone to watch in this series.

A Conversation Under the Moon

The second half of the Introduction shifts to a moonlit hill outside Sanctuary. Cauvin is meeting with Soldt, a black-clad duelist who was originally sent to assassinate the Torch years ago. The Torch outwitted him, and Soldt ended up staying as his eyes, ears, and sword. Now he’s part of Cauvin’s inheritance.

Cauvin fills Soldt in on everything. The eclipses. The tournament. The foreign sorcerers creeping toward Sanctuary. And one more thing: during the palace audience, he looked up and saw the spearman guard’s eyes glowing red. It was Enas Yorl, Sanctuary’s shapeshifting wizard, spying on everyone.

Soldt takes this in stride. He notes that Yorl is learning to control his shapeshifting curse, using it as a tool instead of suffering through it. And if anyone would benefit from the sorcery possible between eclipses, it’s Yorl. He wouldn’t want competition.

The conversation ends with Cauvin announcing he’s entering the tournament himself. Soldt is horrified. Cauvin can’t even draw a sword properly. But Cauvin won’t back down.

Soldt stops mid-rant. He looks at Cauvin and says something that lands like a punch: “You’re getting more like him every day.”

Him. The Torch. The dead man whose memories are slowly reshaping who Cauvin is.

My Thoughts

Abbey uses this Introduction to lay the groundwork for everything that follows in the book. Every story will take place against the backdrop she builds here: the eclipses, the tournament, the foreign powers, the possibility of sorcery returning to Sanctuary.

What I like most is Cauvin himself. He’s not a chosen one in the traditional fantasy sense. He didn’t earn the Torch’s memories. He didn’t want them. He’s a regular guy dealing with an extraordinary burden, and you can feel him losing the fight to stay ordinary. The Torch is winning. Cauvin is reading scrolls, playing politics, and volunteering for sword tournaments. He’s becoming the thing he hates.

The pacing is tight. Abbey gives us world-building, political intrigue, a prophecy, and character development in a short Introduction that feels like it could be a novella’s worth of setup. And Raith’s “we need only follow him” moment is the kind of line that makes you go back and read it again.

This is a strong opening. It tells you Sanctuary is a pressure cooker, and the heat just got turned up.

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