I was going to post this as a review, but it seemed more appropriate here.
Dragons of Autumn Twilight
When I was 10 or so, I had an excellent English teacher, who was obsessed with Tolkien (he looked slightly like Bernard Hill as Theoden). I still remember a poster he put up of the Witch-King riding a sort of pterodactyl, facing off against Eowyn on the Pellenor Fields. I can also remember him catching a friend of mine reading a lesser fantasy novel and exclaiming “Dragonlance? Why aren’t you reading The Lord of the Rings?”
Dragons of Autumn Twilight (an awful title) should be pretty bad. The cover of my edition depicts a lady with two swords and a chap who resembles Errol Flynn throwing a dragon-men off a cliff. It’s old-fashioned fantasy of the daftest, jolliest sort, based not only on a Dungeons and Dragons setting, but more-or-less as a write-up of the adventures of a group of players. It’s crammed with monsters (where they come from and how they co-exist is beyond me) and, worse, has a lot of soppy elves being sad and leaving their homeland as hordes of slavering baddies approach. (How I dislike soppy elves. It makes me want God from Monty Python and the Holy Grail to part the clouds and bellow “Stop pining!” at them).
But this book is actually quite entertaining. The story tells of a group of friends – all of them clearly different “types” from the D&D world – who meet in an inn after many years. They are soon forced to flee, and become involved in a plan to steal a pile of magical disks from a dragon, which is firmly allied to the evil horde planning to conquer the world. In the second part of the book, having stolen the disks, the characters meet the elves and are sent on a mission to free the slaves of the arch-villain, and lead them on a revolution.
Nobody is going to mistake this for high art: the authors have an annoying habit of telling the reader what they should think. There are a lot of exclamation marks, and the writing at times isn’t much better than functional. The storytelling is a bit crude, too. The comic characters fall flat too often (literally, owing to oversized robes) and the serious bits can get rather cheesy, especially the romance. But the characters are interesting, and that compensates for the weakness of the setting very well. They all have their own problems that run parallel to the main plot. They’re broadly drawn, but effective, and the authors deserve credit for depicting this large group and their interaction convincingly.
In particular, although I found that the amoral wizard Raistlin was far less interesting than I remembered (he’s a River Tam, allowed to get away with anything because the authors love him too much), his troubled brother Caramon and the sad knight Sturm have a resonance that didn’t affect me when I was young. If any of the characters are weak, it’s the more bizarre ones, such as Tasslehoff and Flint, who have a tendency to do “their thing”, or occasionally spectacularly not do it. It’s also worth pointing out that the female characters get far more to do than they would in a lot of modern novels.
Would I recommend this book? It’s hard to say. When DoAT gets it right, it works, and on a slightly higher level than you might expect. But a reader ought to go in prepared.