Whispering Labyrinth

Grognar the Glorious (Sort Of) is the dungeon-crawling, crayon-wielding, chaos-infused comedy fantasy you never knew you needed.Meet Grognar: a Goregoblin with the leadership skills of a confused potato and the subtlety of a flaming battering ram. When High Warlord Skazgak orders him to stop a team of noble adventurers from seizing the dungeon core, Grognar does what any ambitious, barely-qualified middle manager would do - assembles a misfit squad of goblins, hobgoblins, and gibberlings (some of whom may be on fire), grabs a Boom Stick labeled in crayon, and sets off to conquer the dungeon one idiotic decision at a time.Because when the goblins take over, everything burns - but in the most glorious way possible. Mark Adams is 43 (so he says) writes fiction that's dark, funny, and occasionally smells like grave dirt. Specialising in fantasy and humour, he crafts stories full of sentient paperwork, malfunctioning resurrection systems, and the kind of dungeons that would give OSHA an aneurysm.He's currently working on Norman Reed (Not Reedus)-a gloriously grim and graphic series following a grumpy gravedigger, his undead sidekick, and the broken respawn system that ruined everything (again).When not knee-deep in plot holes and sarcastic footnotes, Mark can be found arguing with goblins, sharpening metaphors, or misplacing important plot devices in cursed filing cabinets. He believes a thesaurus is a weapon, not a tool, and has no intention of writing anything "normal."

Grognar 2: Now with 75% More Glitter is a darkly absurd, side-splittingly irreverent fantasy romp through the underworld of dungeon management, where the greatest threat to adventurers isn't always the death traps-it's the glitter. So much glitter.Grognar, a Goregoblin with delusions of grandeur and a business sense powered by spite and shiny objects, returns in this explosive sequel to Grognar the Glorious (Sort Of). Now crowned (accidentally) as the Dungeon Lord of a subterranean deathtrap, Grognar must navigate bureaucratic hell, malfunctioning traps, sass-laden spectral assistants, and HR crises involving mimics and morale.At his side is a warband of questionable value but unforgettable personality: Sneaky the gibberling rogue with a dangerous addiction to sarcasm, Krug the well-meaning hobgoblin with the strategic instincts of a rock, Blibbit the goblin scholar who really just wanted tenure, and D.A.V.E.-an arcane dungeon operating system who provides all the help and encouragement of a passive-aggressive spreadsheet.Meanwhile, the traumatized adventurers from the first book-Elric, Vaelith, Tilda, and Nia-lick their wounds (and glitter) as they contemplate revenge, redemption, and bunny-proof armor. But will they be ready for Grognar's newest lineup of weaponized glitter cannons, traps built with questionable understanding of physics, and staff composed of kobolds with hard hats and a suspiciously musical spider union?This book isn't just dungeonpunk-it's dungeonderanged.Inside these gloriously stained pages, you'll find:A dungeon throne that sighs when sat uponKobold contractors with union cardsSentient cheese-based weaponryA compliance inspector/succubus with legs that rewrite OSHA lawsGlitter used as a weapon, deterrent, décor, and possibly sentient infestationBureaucratic footnotes and performance reviews that could kill (and do)The Dungeon Administrative Voice Entity (D.A.V.E.) who may in fact be writing your yearly bonus review right nowWhether you're a fan of sarcastic goblins, failed adventurers, or dungeons held together by sarcasm and fungus, Grognar 2 serves up chaos with comedic timing sharp enough to sever a trap wire. Expect dangerous puns, explosive hugs, eldritch snack breaks, and just enough plot to keep the glitter from mutating.Prepare yourself for traps, tantrums, and terminal sparkle exposure.This is dungeon-building by committee, adventuring by accident, and comedy by design.Grognar 2: Now with 75% More Glitter. Because evil deserves to be fabulous. Mark Adams is 43 (so he says) writes fiction that's dark, funny, and occasionally smells like grave dirt. Specialising in fantasy and humour, he crafts stories full of sentient paperwork, malfunctioning resurrection systems, and the kind of dungeons that would give OSHA an aneurysm.He's currently working on Norman Reed (Not Reedus)-a gloriously grim and graphic series following a grumpy gravedigger, his undead sidekick, and the broken respawn system that ruined everything (again).When not knee-deep in plot holes and sarcastic footnotes, Mark can be found arguing with goblins, sharpening metaphors, or misplacing important plot devices in cursed filing cabinets. He believes a thesaurus is a weapon, not a tool, and has no intention of writing anything "normal."