Both Fafhrd and the Mouser had been
apprentices to wizards, and who could not love the wizards' names: Ningauble of
the Seven Eyes, with eye stalks that kept sneaking out of his hood; Sheelba of
the Eyeless Face, on the other hand, was, as his nom de sorcier clearly states, optically challenged.
Fafhrd and the Gray Mouser are
rogues, of course. Most of their time is spent wenching, drinking, wenching,
brawling, wenching, gambling, wenching, stealing and I seem to recall a bit of
wenching as well. Their swords and many other talents are for rent to the
highest bidder, but they have a deep rooted humanity, and Fafhrd liked kittens.
But their most constant and intense love was for pure, true adventure, back to
back against the world.
So when I first started writing, as
we all do when we first begin, I wanted to write something Leiber-ish and
Fafhrd/Mouser-ish. So I wrote 'Jewels of a False God' which I recently dusted
off and published at Smashwords. Cover is below.
Just wanted to say thanks, Fritz Leiber, for so much
enjoyment.
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