I haven't read any fantasy in the longest time. There are reasons for that. Fifty book long cycles where each book is less a novel and more a stolen relic from Stonehenge (collect enough and you can build your own Machu Picchu if you can find a big enough plot of land, say, Russia) legions of elves, dwarves, witches and fair maids in revealing gowns and boring, predictable plots involving ordinary young men thrust into greatness. So imagine my delight when I find that not only is the Copper Promise a slender, pert little snippet of a novella but lo, not one heaving bosom, Dwarf, Elf or lowly farmhand who discovers he's the Next Big Thing in the Kingdom in sight! What bliss.
Instead we have the redoubtable, drink-swilling, more knives that you can shake a herd of Ninja at Wydrin with her dry wit and her Nanny Ogg-esque fondness for a jolly good raunchy sing-song. Fighting alongside her is Sebastian, the Knight with a shady-ish past. Now knights often appear in such quests but he's no tired, bitter, desperately grizzled lump of muscle whose sword seems magically ensorcelled to fell even the largest dragon just by looking at it. He's engagingly and reliably human, just as Wydrin is. These two make mistakes. They slip up, trust when perhaps they shouldn't and don't always look before they leap. It makes them likeable. Better than that, it makes them feel like old friends you could hit a brain-pickler of a pub crawl with, get into heap loads of marvellous trouble and still laugh about it the next day even as your face slowly blackens to the hue of a rotten banana and Wydrin posts up wood prints of you flashing your bits on the top of The Constipated Rooster.
Now the most unusual character, and the central character in the this first part of The Copper Promise, is Lord Frith. He's a bundle of contradictions if ever I saw one, in looks as well as psychology, but it's all believable and he has definite, chilling reasons for the way he is. His single-minded drive is gradually revealed as the story goes on until we find out that there is nothing he will not do, nothing he will refuse to suffer, in order to make right what was done. We are left, in truth, with the impression that it is Frith who will cause more problems for Wydrin and Sebastian than they (or rather Wydrin) could ever find for themselves. Despite his somewhat dogged and unrepentant single-mindedness often making him terse and unreliable I found myself liking Frith enormously and feeling intense sympathy for his cause. He's quite the character and I think he'll only get more interesting as the story grows which makes him nigh on irresistible.
In short, and in brief (don't look so relieved), this is a rollicking good ride of a novella and, whether you're still trying to build that Machu Picchu (I'm sure the Russians whose land you're trying to usurp aren't too chuffed) or whether you gave it up after becoming trapped in your own house by an ever growing mountain of tome-age, you will love The Copper Promise. It's fresh, original, full to bursting of wonderful writing and I for one look forward to reading the next part so I can find out what happens to Frith, Wydrin and Sebastian.