Mightily Oats has not picked a good time to be a priest. He thought he'd come to the mountain kingdom of Lancre for a simple little religious ceremony. Now he's caught between vampires and witches, and he's not sure there is a right side.
There are the witches: young Agnes, who is really in two minds about everything; Magrat, who is trying to combine witchcraft and nappies; Nanny Ogg, who is far too knowing; and Granny Weatherwax, who is big trouble.
And the vampires are intelligent, with fancy waistcoats and lots of style. They're out of the casket and want a bite of the future.
"Pratchett lampoons everything from Christian superstition to Swiss Army knives here, proving that the fantasy satire of Discworld 'still ate'nt dead'." (Publishers Weekly)
"Every sentence is made to sing for its supper, and it is this precision that allows [Pratchett] such meticulous control of the pacing, the plotting, and of course, the humour." (The Times [London])
"Another sidesplitting Discworld adventure." (Kirkus)
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