5 out of 5 stars
Goblins, wyverns and manticores, oh my!
This novel hit me with some serious World of Warcraft nostalgia.
“Matrick plied his knives like a parade drummer, his rhythm so fast his enemies didn’t know he’d murdered them until their god asked them if they took milk in their tea.”
I’m stretching the classes with this but bear with me:
Clay = warrior
Gabe = paladin
Ganelon = death knight
Matrick = rogue
Moog = mage
A melee heavy group of friends quest together through the dangerous Heartwyld, fighting in dungeons, gearing up for the big raid. At times they faced vicious creatures of the horde, but by working together they conquered their enemies and won new friends to their side.
If you’ve ever played World of Warcraft, you’ll never un-see this comparison now. You’re welcome.
*cough cough* Just had to sneak that in there.
This story literally had it all. Bizarre creatures, princesses, kings, treacherous lands, mercenaries, airships, gladiator arenas, giants, bounty hunters, friendship, love, disastrous relationships, adventure and humor.
“They do look like trouble, at least until the wizard trips on the hem of his robe. He stumbles, cursing, and fouls the steps of the others as he falls face-first onto the mud-slick hillside.”
There is not a single good reason to not read this book. In fact, if you don’t, we can’t be friends anymore.