Robin Hobb’s Liveship Traders is the closest I've come to reading traditional fantasy for a while. Ship of Destiny has the word "destiny" in both its title and backcover blurb, for fuck's sake. That's, like, a sticker screaming "DON'T READ ME." (Also, this has so many tangents I ended up using footnotes. Lel.) Having read blogs and reviews 'round the Net, I went in expecting something like ...