White Plume Mountain by Paul Kidd
A remorseless ranger.
A sentient hell hound pelt with a penchant for pyromania.
An irksome pixie who sells intrigue and information.
Three companions who find themselves trapped in a city filled with warring priestly factions, devious machinations, and an angry fiend. To save the city, they must find three weapons of power, which lie in the most trap-laden, monster-infested place this side of Acererak’s tomb: White Plume Mountain. (via Goodreads)
I decided to start the year with a guaranteed-to-make-me-laugh reread.
Paul Kidd wrote three novels (and a short story) set in the Greyhawk fantasy world. All three feature the same cast of eccentric characters, snappy dialogue, and well-written action scenes. I’ll probably read the other two at some point during the year.
This is probably the third time I’ve read this book. It’s the second copy I’ve owned, after I loaned out my original. Now, this isn’t great literature. If you need a moral, well, it *is* all about working together; each member of this adventuring party bringing their unique talents to bear. But really, for me, this is just good entertainment. Not every reading experience should be a complete happy-fun-time, but sometimes, it’s really nice if it is.
She had a particular smell reminiscent of marked cards and forest flowers.
Publishing info, my copy: mass market paperback, TSR Inc., October 1999
Acquired: Originally Borders. This second copy from Book Mooch.
Previously: This is a reread!