Yah-huh. I swear, that guy put me off high fantasy FOR LIFE! Urban fantasy or Terry Pratchett/David Eddings is my level of coping these days. Asking me to deal with Some Epic Adventure tghat Goes Across An Entire Other World to find the magical whatsit and restore the rightful heir to the throne (who just so happens to be the Unsassuming Farmer's/Butcher's/Blacksmith's son/daughter and has magikal powerz liek woah and sparkly things THAT WILL SAVE US ALLLL!) and take it seriously over umpteen books that are big enough to kill a man with? That's wayyy too much to ask of a mere mortal.