The First Book of Lankhmar

Contains

Canonical title

The First Book of Lankhmar

Original title

The First Book of Lankhmar

Original publication date

2001; 1970 (Swords and Deviltry) (Swords and Deviltry); 1970 (Swords against Death) (Swords against Death); 1968 (Swords in the Mist) (Swords in the Mist); 1968 (Swords against Wizardry) (Swords against Wizardry)

People/Characters

Fafhrd; The Grey Mouser; Vlana; Ivrian; Sheelba of the Eyeless Face; Ningauble of the Seven Eyes

Important places

Lankhmar

First words

Swords and Deviltry
Sundered from us by gulfs of time and stranger dimensions dreams the ancient world of Nehwon with its towers and skulls and jeweles, its swords and scorceries.

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Swords Against Death
A tall swordsman and a small one strode out of the Marsh Gate of Lankhmar and east along Causey Road.

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Swords in the Mist
Muffled drums beat out a nerve-scratching rhythym and red lights flickered hypnotically in the underground Temple of Hates, where five thousand ragged worshipers knelt and abased themseves and ecs... (show all)tatically pressed foreheads against the cold and gritty cobbles as the trance took hold and the human venom rose in them.

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Swords Against Wizardry
The hag bent over the brazier.

Last words

(Click to show. Warning: May contain spoilers.)Swords and Deviltry
With no more word than they had exchanged back at the Mouser's burned nest behind the Eel, but with a continuing sense of their unity of purpose, ther identity of intent, and of their comradeship, they made their way with shoulders bowed and with slow, weary steps which only very gradually quickened out of the magic room and down the thick-carpeted corridor, past the map room's wide door still barred with oak and iron, and past all the other shut, silent doors -- clearly the entire Guild was terrified of Hristomilo, his spells, and his rats; down the echoing stairs, their footsteps speeding a little; down the bare-floored lower corridor past its closed, quiet doors, their footsteps resounding loudly no matter how softly they sought to tread; under the deserted, black-scorched guard-niche, and so out into Cheap Street, turning left and north because that was the nearest way to the Street of the Gods, and there turning right and east -- not a waking soul in the wide street except for one skinny, bent-backed apprentice lad unhappily swabbing the flagstones in front of a wine shop in the dim pink light beginning to seep from the east, although there were many forms asleep, a-snore and a-dream in the gutters and under the dark porticos -- yes, turning right and east down the Street of the Gods, for that way was the Marsh Gate leading to Causey Road across the Great Salt Marsh, and the Marsh Gate was the nearest way out of the great and glamorous city that was now loathsome to them, indeed, not to be endured for one more stabbing, leaden heartbeat than was necessary -- a city of beloved, unfaceable ghosts.

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(Click to show. Warning: May contain spoilers.)Swords Against Death
Then both cowled heads drew back out of sight and there was only the edge of the roof and the sky and the stars and the blank wall.

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(Click to show. Warning: May contain spoilers.)Swords in the Mist
As they went through the doorway they saw, outspread above them, the self-consistent stars.

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(Click to show. Warning: May contain spoilers.)Swords Against Wizardry
'Friska, Ivis! Spring to it, all!'

Original language

English