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512 pages, Paperback
First published September 18, 2014
"In his tower there twitched a menagerie of personifications: howling griefs, snarling passions, a stormy nature blustering in a crystal dome, a dark night of the soul shrouding the glass of a mirror. In places there lurked experiments that twitched and mewled. Here a flower of innocence sprouted from the forehead of a gargoyle of cynicism. There a phoenix of renewal locked eyes forever with a basilisk of stasis.I actually like the plot just fine, but you can't name characters things like Imago Bone, Persimmon Gaunt, or your evil magician "Spawnsworth" and write in this ridiculously tin-eared fashion and expect me to like the story.
Spawnsworth arrived in this sanctum, teeth grinding, and began assembling the vials of love's betrayal and friendship's gloom, the vials he would form into an instrument of revenge upon Gaunt and Bone."
"I took up the study of magic because I wanted to live in the beauty of transfinite mathematical truths," said Rumstandel. He gestured curtly. In the canyon below us, an enemy soldier shuddered, clutched at his throat, and began vomiting live snakes.A band of mercenary wizards at war. As funny and fun as a war story possibly can be. I really like these characters, and I already feel like I know them after just a few pages. I hope Lynch ends up writing more about the Red Caps.