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The Eyes of the Overworld by Jack Vance
The Eyes of the Overworld by Jack Vance









Explicitly, it will “constrict the subject in a pore some forty-five miles below the surface of the earth.” I knew the D&D magic system had been lifted from Vance, but I had to chuckle at such a blatant steal. Step forward a year or two and imagine my surprise when, reading The Eyes of the Overworld, Iucounu the Laughing Magician threatens the scoundrel Cugel the Clever with the spell of Forlorn Encystment. It seemed an oddly specific (and oddly-titled) spell, but who was I to question the wisdom of Robert Kuntz and James Ward? Under the section titled “The New Spells” in the chapter on Finnish mythology, was one called “Forlorn Incistment.” It allowed the caster to immediately bury, harmlessly, his target deep in the ground until released. The first roleplaying book I ever bought was the Gods, Demi-Gods & Heroes supplement for D&D. It was sometime during high school I’m sure, but an unapprehended brush with the story came several years earlier. "Be so good as to remove these corpses then bring a further mug of spiced wine.I’m uncertain as to when I first read Jack Vance’s The Eyes of the Overworld (1966). Cugel secured Voynod's pouch, then gestured to the landlord. I am a magician observe this tube! I will project blue concentrate at the first man to threaten me!" The bravos shrugged and turned away. "This man was but my servant, carrying my pouch. "What of you? Do you wish to share the fate of your comrade?" "What then of your magic blade? Our blades are ordinary steel but bite deep!" And in a moment Voynod was cut to bits. Voynod stood non-plussed, but the bravo's companions surged forward. The blade, striking an iron bracket, broke into a dozen pieces. Behold!" And Voynod struck out at a pillar. "Take care, you dunghill cocks! Notice the fate of your fellow! He died by the power of my magic blade, which is of inexorable metal and cuts rock and steel like butter. “The dead man's companions at the counter started to their feet, but halted as Voynod with great aplomb turned to face them.











The Eyes of the Overworld by Jack Vance