Featuring Solomon Kane, first appeared in Weird Tales, June 1929. (Copyright unrenewed.)
vagueness, now luridly etched in the firelight as it leaped and flickered, were masked in a beard which seemed almost animal-like in thickness. A great nose curved above this beard and two small red eyes stared unblinkingly at his guests.
"Who are you?" suddenly asked the younger man.
"I am the host of the Cleft Skull Tavern," sullenly replied the other. His tone seemed to challenge his questioner to ask further.
"Do you have many guests?" l'Armon pursued.
"Few come twice," the host grunted.
Kane started and glanced up straight into those small red eyes, as if he sought for some hidden meaning in the host's words. The flaming eyes seemed to dilate, then dropped sullenly before the Englishman's cold stare.
"I'm for bed," said Kane
The third Solomon Kane story published, it's very short for Howard. Solomon and a Frenchman he met on the road take shelter in The Cleft Skull, an inn in the German Black Forest. There is an amazing amount of blood shed considering there are only four characters.
Solomon is a cipher in this story. He is described very little and doesn't say much. It almost seems like Howard was trying out a new character that hadn't filled out yet.