These are what we call the 'YMMV items.' Things that some people find in this work. We call them 'your mileage might vary' because not everyone sees these things in the same way. This starts discussions in the trope lists, a thing we don't want. Please use the discussion page if you'd like to discuss any of these items.
Some fans of the genre Theis was attempting say that the concepts behind the story aren't that bad. Theis seems to have been influenced by Robert E. Howard and his Conan the Barbarian stories, particularly "The Tower of the Elephant" (an idol has an enormous jewel which Conan takes), "Queen of the Black Coast" (Conan speaks of having just witnessed an encounter almost exactly like Grignr's in the tavern); "People of the Black Circle" (the shamen), "Rogues in the House" (the hero imprisoned, later using a bone to escape; Conan also languishes in prison in The Hour of the Dragon) and "The Scarlet Citadel" (lengthy explorations in the underground passages). Grignr's declaration that his people live free and wild in the hills without need of decadent baubles is not unlike statements Conan made in several stories:
(from "People of the Black Circle", to a kidnapped queen saying she has to go back to her kingdom):
"Why?" he demanded angrily. "To chafe your rump on golden thrones, and listen to the plaudits of smirking, velvet-skirted fools? Where is the gain? Listen: I was born in the hills of Cimmeria where the people are all barbarians. I have been a mercenary soldier, a corsair, a kozak, and a hundred other things. What king has roamed the countries, fought the battles, loved the women, and won the plunder that I have?"
With a loud crack the rodents head parted from its squirming torso, sending out a sprinking shower of crimson gore, and trailing a slimy string of disjointed vertebrae, snapped trachea, esophagus, and jugular, disjointed hyoid bone, morose purpled stretched hide, and blood seared muscles.
YMMV tropes in Adam Cadre's Mystery Science Theater 3000 fan-MSTing presentation:
Mike: Wow! That was really something! Try this: "I have a dream that one day my four little children will be judged not by the color of their skin but by the content of their character." Crow - No problem. "As Grignr sleeping, morbid notions prnacing morbidly into his oval. `The reddish orb of heat beng in the crimson sky.' Stated the terrible fetid nightmar. And his ofspring of four — or maybe forty, however it may be — will hav the dark morbid hand of blood juridicating over all of Ecordia. `Not red! Not reddish! not crimson! Not rose red! Not blood red!' Sayeth Dsipk the judge. But by the fetid entrails will the small rodents be accontd."