Dungeoneer Adventures 1: Lost in the Mushroom Maze (1) (Libro en Inglés)

$ 594.00
ISBN: 9781665910699
por Aladdin
ISBN: 9781665910699
Editorial: Aladdin
Autor: Costa, Ben
Año de edición: 2022
N° Paginas: 304
Tipo de pasta: Pasta dura
Descripción: Product DescriptionThe Last Kids on Earth gets a fantasy twist in this exciting first book in a new, highly illustrated middle grade series about the adventures of a boy who’s the only human student at an academy for future explorers.Coop Cooperson lives in the Land of Eem, a fantastical realm where many different species live together and there is always more magic to be discovered by those up to the task. The Dungeoneer Academy trains future explorers with classes like Dungeons and Mazes, Creatures and Critters, and Swords and Sorcery.Coop believes in the academy’s mission and the Dungeoneer’s Code, but being the only human student can make it difficult to fit in—sometimes he wonders if he really belongs. Lucky for Coop, his best friend Oggie the bugbear has his back, as do the two other members of their exploring team, Daz the boggart and Mindy the imp. They have to rely on each other more than ever as the test for their Junior Dungeoneer Badges looms closer.If Coop and his friends fail to run the final gauntlet in the fungal jungle, they will have to leave the academy. As future dungeoneers, they know to expect the unexpected, but nothing could prepare them for the adventure in store.About the AuthorBen Costa and James Parks are authors that have been friends since the second grade. In addition to Dungeoneer Adventures, they are the creators of the graphic novel series Rickety Stitch and the Gelatinous Goo (for which Ben is also the artist), as well as the tabletop roleplaying game Land of Eem.Excerpt. © Reprinted by permission. All rights reserved.Chapter 1That’s it, I’m dead meat. I know, I know. The story literally just started, but I am TOAST.In fact, we all are.Need proof?Check out the gnarly creature chasing me and my friends.That thing’s called a ramgore.Extremely grumpy. And do you see those horns? Trust me, you don’t want to be on the business end of those horns.That’s me, Coop—front and center. Coop Cooperson. Yes, my name is really Coop Cooperson. And if you didn’t already know, you’re reading my adventures. I keep a journal of everything that happens to me. Mainly because I’m the only human kid ever at Dungeoneer Academy.My best friend, Oggie—he draws all the pictures. That’s him on the right. The tall bugbear, eyes wide and panting hard. He’s basically, like, the best artist in the whole school.Next to Oggie is Mindy. She’s an imp. And right now she’s struggling to keep up because of that giant backpack of hers. Weighs her down like an anchor. Who wears a backpack that huge, filled with that much random stuff? Mindy, that’s who. She says it’s because a dungeoneer needs to be prepared for anything. Which is true. But one thing I’ve learned over and over again in my short time here at Dungeoneer Academy . . . you also need to be prepared to run for your life!Luckily, Daz is there to give Mindy a hand as we leap for the slimy rock wall in front of us. Daz is a boggart, and easily the most awesome of our team. She’s smart, fast, skilled . . . and, well, kinda cute.Wait a minute—I can’t be thinking about cute girls at a time like this! Get your head in the game, Coop! Your future at Dungeoneer Academy is riding on this. All of our futures are!I clamber up the slimy surface of the wall, and almost slip to my doom. But my hands find a firm grip, and I barely pull myself out of harm’s way as the ramgore slams its mighty horns into the wall with a THUD!Whew! That was close. But there’s no time to rest. We run full speed ahead into the next hallway, and out of nowhere this green, stinky gas pours from a vent in the stone walls. Ick! A gas trap! It smells like an ogre ate a trash salad sandwich and burped in my face. We’ve got to keep moving.“Wait!” Mindy yells.Click!I accidentally step on a pressure-plate! Something sharp and pointy whizzes by my head.Click!Whizz!Whoosh!We dash forward, not even watching where we step! Gouts of flame blast from jets in the floor and ceiling! We weave
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