Pulsifer is a fighter, lover -- and scoundrel.

Remember Fritz Leiber's wonderful series about Fahfrd and the Grey Mouser? It was a classic fantasy about a fighter and a slick rogue. In the case of Wm Michael Mott's Pulsifer, I find Pulsifer both Fahfrd and Mouser rolled into one!

While Pulsifer prefers to use his slick words to get him out of trouble (preferably dodging it entirely) he is skilled with his sword -- and his feet, for that matter. He feels that running away from trouble is better than injury or death from fighting. There are worse things for Pulsifer than death, such as the time he ran into a mystical being who could dissolve the flesh from Pulsifer's bones and add it to its magical form -- where Pulsifer would have lived forever, in horrible pain.

Definitely a fate worse than death.

There is laconic humor in Pulsifer's adventures. He can rise from the bottom to the top in just a few pages. . .and then back to the bottom again -- or worse!

Mott's fertile imagination whips up unique and, at times, very disgusting magically beings, as well as a multitude of beautiful, ugly, and varied physical beings, some of great power -- all of which seem to have devoted their lives to destroying Pulsifer. So the entire thrust of the series is: How does Pulsifer survive?

That is the thrust of the Pulsifer series: How does he survive the fantastic enemies Mott has, in his vast imagination, very clearly created for the reader. Danger after danger faces Pulsifer, and only his determination to survive and his crafty mind keeps Pulsifer going -- using, occasionally, some magic items his light fingers have obtained for him.

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