The cover of Elminster: The Making of a Mage. A red-bearded mage does something magical with his hand involving lots of wavy lines. A small figure, a boy or a halfling, looks up at it in awe. In the corner is a small inset picture of adult Elminster for some reason.

Elminster: The Making of a Mage

“Speaking for myself, I suspect that it would be difficult to get into a romantic mood if my arms ended in bleeding stumps. But who knows? Perhaps Elminster is made of sterner stuff than I.”

The cover of Realms of Infamy. In the background, a dragon flies amongst rock spires. In the middle, a black-hooded man with a glowing staff and eyes looks menacing. In the foreground is a fancy-dressed man brandishing a sword.

Realms of Infamy

“TSR has finally gotten around to employing several new authors to write Realms material. Do these newcomers bring a fresh set of voices to familiar material, or are they just new line cooks churning out the same old dishes?”

The cover of The Ogre's Pact. In the center is an anatomically bizarre ogre with an axe. In the foreground is a man with a sword opposing it. Off to one side is a vaguely concerned-looking young woman.

The Ogre’s Pact

“The basic outline of the plot has promise — important person with dark secret, kidnapped daughter, mysterious forces behind it all — but the implementation is sloppy.”

The cover of Siege of Darkness. The face of Matron Baenre, a drow matriarch with a spider tiara, is on the left. On the right is Drizzt, a hooded white-haired dark elf, looking out into the distance.

Siege of Darkness

“Drow names have been getting increasingly ridiculous over the course of these novels. ‘Zeerith Q’Xolarrin’? Seriously? Buddy, you can’t just mash your face around on the keyboard and call it a name.”

The cover of The Chaos Curse. A bearded young man swings a staff to attack a scary dark evil vampire thingy.

The Chaos Curse

The Chaos Curse kicks off by delving into the most exciting type of conflict known to literature: academic politics!”

The cover of Crown of Fire. A long-haired blonde woman in a diaphanous white dress is suspended in mid-air, pierced through the chest by a bolt of energy. The background is an abstract, lurid spectrum of incredibly bright colours.

Crown of Fire

“Imagine a chase scene in a movie: cars careening around corners, explosions going off, gunfights between moving vehicles, that sort of thing. It’s exciting and fun, right? Then imagine that the chase scene goes on for nine solid hours.”

The cover of Elfsong. An elf with short black hair holds a harp and looks worried. Behind him, an angry blond fellow is grabbing him by the shoulder and shouting.

Elfsong

“Has there ever been a Dungeons & Dragons class as maligned as the poor bard? Next to a guy who chops monsters up with a sword as big as he is, or a mage who can drop fiery comets on her foes’ heads, a friendly fellow whose special power is singing songs has always felt pretty weaksauce.”