A Malady Of Magicks (The Ebenezum Trilogy, Book 1)
Craig Shaw Gardner
"Guxx Unfufadoo is my identify. And killing wizards is my game!"
Thus spoke the scary rhyming demon, come from the Netherhells, to munch a number of the nice Ebenezum.
Only it didn't particularly figure out that means. Ebenezum lived, cursed by means of Guxx with a amazing curse that he should still henceforth be allergic to magic.
So Ebenezum and his hapless apprentice Wuntvor needs to trip to town of Forbidden Delights to hunt a remedy. They locate the line fraught with peril and darkish magic, from tap-dancing dragons to enchanted chickens, slobbering trolls, winsome witches and sinister shrubbery.
It's as much as Wunt to determine them via, to utter the sounds of energy and converse the spells that may insure their well-being, wealth and endured lifestyles. It basically he may well have in mind the words...
"A lot of fun." (Christopher Stasheff)
“Halt!” the protect cried as we walked into the courtyard prior to him. “And be recognized!” Hendrek saved on relocating. “Important company with King Urfoo!” The shield unsheathed his sword. “Identify your self, lower than penalty of death!” “Doom!” the monstrous warrior moaned. “Don’t you know Hendrek, again from an immense project for the king?” The shield squinted within the darkness. “Don’t I realize who? I didn’t fairly trap the name.” “The dread Hendrek, the following with the wizard Ebenezum!” “Ebenezus?.
among them. “Grandmother! Ebenezum is my good friend! i cannot have you ever zapping him!” “Friend? After what he did to me? I’ll convey him what i feel of his chicken-feather spell!” “Grandmother! as much as your room!” The outdated girl glowered for a second, then scooted up the ladder. Ebenezum blew his nostril. “You confirmed nice restraint with Grandmother this time, Eb. I do agree that that spell with the chickens used to be a section a lot, particularly finally these useless fish. yet she used to be correct approximately your cold,.
Savagely with my beak. Startled, the wolf sponsored away. It had evidently by no means handled a six-foot chook ahead of. shock used to be on my part for a second. yet as soon as the wolves regrouped, their enamel and claws could tear me aside immediately. My poultry eyes observed flow. Ebenezum put the vial to his lips and swallowed. there has been a crash of breaking glass, and a very good, darkish chook entered the room. “Ladies and gentlemen!” Peelo the ghost cried. “The go back of the Grak!” I observed then that the.
Demon intoned from in the back of the broadest smile I had ever noticeable. “Never overlook a possible client. Rule number 1 of demonic trade. And think me, younger sir, by no means have you ever wanted the companies of a charmed guns broker as you do now.” The conviction within the demon’s voice chilled me. I briefly forgot my quest to stare on the pleased creature. What poor mystery can make Brax that satisfied? “And you see that I name my guns charmed.’ Brax took a pant on its cigar. “Because my.
accomplished, while if he had attempted to complete the total spell himself, he could have collapsed in a sneezing healthy midway during the music. “So you spot what this means?” Ebenezum concluded. “Whole vistas of magic are open to me back. jointly, Wuntvor, we'd even discover a cure!” A medication? This was once all an excessive amount of. First, virtually drowning in a vat of custard, and now this! I pictured myself fated to come to Wizard’s Woods with no the slightest probability of seeing Vushta for future years.