During the Riftwar Saga, no one did it better than Feist. A brilliantly crafted world, vivid mature characters and crackling dialogue added up to one of the best series in modern fantasy. The series that ended with  ...Sethanon was one for the century, putting the Jordans and Eddings to  shame.
  We were treated to a few more lovely novels in the series,  but after Rise of a Merchant Prince, the quality just went downhill.  Characters grew less vivid, actions seemed repetitive, and the underlying  story of a greater evil underneath the ones we already knew only served to  minimize the impact of the earlier books.
  The 'Krondor Books' are  simply the worst things he's ever written, and an embarassment to the  series. They read more like, well, like adaptations of computer games than  the mastery Feist used to show. It's almost as if he's working with a  colloborator (and one who does most of the work) and that unknown just  isn't up to snuff.
  Maybe it's time for Mr. Feist to leave the world  of Midkemia and strike out for fresher pastures. But as much as I love  Jimmy, Cousin Willy and Arutha (who quite frankly is unrecognizable in this  book), it's time to say goodbye before things get even worse.
During the Riftwar Saga, no one did it better than Feist. A brilliantly crafted world, vivid mature characters and crackling dialogue added up to one of the best series in modern fantasy. The series that ended with... Sethanon was one for the century, putting the Jordans and Eddings to  shame. We were treated to a few more lovely novels in the series,  but after Rise of a Merchant Prince, the quality just went downhill. Characters grew less vivid, actions seemed repetitive, and the underlying  story of a greater evil underneath the ones we already knew only served to  minimize the impact of the earlier books. The 'Krondor Books' are  simply the worst things he's ever written, and an embarassment to the  series. They read more like, well, like adaptations of computer games than  the mastery Feist used to show. It's almost as if he's working with a  colloborator (and one who does most of the work) and that unknown just  isn't up to snuff. Maybe it's time for Mr. Feist to leave the world  of Midkemia and strike out for fresher pastures. But as much as I love  Jimmy, Cousin Willy and Arutha (who quite frankly is unrecognizable in this  book), it's time to say goodbye before things get even worse.