I make a game of the collection of Hells. Stay with me, I'll explain. Ever since I was but a young 'un, I've been fascinated by the numerous depictions of the underworld in its myriad religious and...not quite, forms. You give me a TV series like The Good Place, and I'll have fifteen essays' worth... Continue Reading →
What you’ll get from a Terry Pratchett novel often corroborates to the work you put into reading it. If you’re looking for witty entertainment and humour, you’ll find them in spades, on the outermost layer of virtually all of his novels. When you dig in, there is so much more. Take Men At Arms, for... Continue Reading →
Diary Entry #220 Catch up to what's happening with the Unintentionally Helpful Villain by checking out The Unintentionally Helpful Villain #15! Sven, mine Prime Librarian, is a self-made man! I know that to be true, for I saw him rise from the dirt and mud and turn most humanoid. How he hath accomplished such a... Continue Reading →
Another Monday, another Top Ten List! I've been reading and thinking about magical weapons, sentient swords, talking scythes and so decided to do another one of my favourite little lists! If I get an arsehole of a wielder, I'm going to pretend that I'm just your normal, every-day magical sword. No sign of sentience from... Continue Reading →
Read the previous entry here. Read the first entry in the series here. Diary Entry #200 Ah, Karogar. The birthplace of mine own greatest failure. It's a filthy place, filled with pampered humans, haughty elves and bored, rich dwarves. Artists! Each one will tell you that's what they are, and they'll smile and look at... Continue Reading →
Diary Entry #0190 Mine powers of tracking have proven useless in the quest to discover where Amara, mine treacherous, body-snatching former wife, has ran off to. I will not give up, however. She cannot hide for long. Diary Entry #0191 I came across an apple merchant today. Apples, he told me, blessed by the gauntleted hand of the... Continue Reading →
Bullets! Forty years I have watched as military arts evolved, changing the balance between all those different peoples who move in and out of the Barrowlands, bringing with them an ever-more complex array of ranged weaponry. These...guns, as they are called, are fascinating contraptions; I have seen a squadron of ill-prepared mages ripped apart under a single round of... Continue Reading →
Diary Entry #0170 Mine power sizzles and crackles with a terrible itch to be used. But I mustn't allow myself any distraction for the chase grows ever closer and more heated. Strange, this heat; unnatural, even. Almost does it remind me of...but no, it cannot be. Great challenges did we overcome since the foul princeling's... Continue Reading →
Read the previous Volume here. Diary Entry #0160 I am told that I have entered the first of many identical free human kingdoms. This one shares a border with mine lands. That is what makes it special. Bah, humans are strange folk. So glad am I that I no longer fill their ranks that I could incinerate a... Continue Reading →
Look at my reflection on every possible orifice in my luxurious manor or castle - mirror, guard armor, pond - you name it, if it reflects my face, I will stare at it for hours! Save any and every helpless princess I can find *authorly groan*, marry her and consecutively order her assassination. I am... Continue Reading →
The Grimoire Reliquary 