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« C’est quoi ton problème, Gobelin ? fit le nécromant, impérieux.
– Jig ! Pourquoi on m’appelle toujours “le gobelin” ? Je suis Jig. » Il se tourna d’un bond vers le nécromant et dégaina son épée. « Jig ! Jig ! Jig ! »
Embringué de force dans une quête désopilante, notre « héros malgré lui » myope et gringalet de surcroît, n'a qu'une idée en tête : rentrer entier à la tanière, son araignée-flamme comprise. Sauf qu'avec « ceux d'en haut » rien n'est simple ; passe encore les nains ou les elfes, mais les humains...
Entre rire et émotion, nous assistons à la prise de conscience d’un « petit » qu’il est l’égal des autres et que sa meilleure chance d’avenir tient à ses neurones et à une paire de lunettes.
Un livre de Jim C. Hines qui a déjà conquis jeunes et grands de l'autre côté de l'Atlantique.
325 pages, Kindle Edition
First published November 2, 2004


He found it peculiar the way these adventurers thought anything they found was “rightfully” theirs. Why couldn’t they come out and admit they were stealing from the monsters? Nothing wrong with that. Goblins and hobgoblins did it all the time. True, it was mostly hobgoblins stealing from the goblins, but that was part of life. Why this nonsense about the rod really belonging to Barius? Did he think Straum should rush out and present the rod to him? Should the goblins have given over their meager treasure because it “rightfully” belonged to Barius?
No wonder the prince was so bitter and angry. All that treasure was rightfully his, and none of the current owners were considerate enough to realize it.
Wait a minute. Jig gave himself a mental shake. The one thing adventurers and goblins share is their ability to get into deeper trouble. Forget about what goblins would do. Forget about what an adventurer would do. I need to figure out what Jig should do.