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Igor is a recurring set of characters in Terry Pratchett's Discworld series of novels. They are members of a clan of servants from the region of Überwald, all of which are named Igor. The Igors are based partially upon Mary Shelley's Frankenstein's Monster, and partially upon the hunchbacked assistants in Universal and Hammer's film versions. While they are born in the normal fashion, the clan's strong tradition of surgery usually means that by the time they would have grown to maturity in the natural way many of their body-parts have already been swapped around repeatedly, mostly within the clan.

While they are extremely diligent in using their surgical skills among themselves they are also careful to share them among the people around their homes, possibly in a bid to make sure that when the torch-bearing mob comes along to kill the latest freak of science the resident Igor will be spared. Patients are, however, usually required to allow an Igor to have a "rummage around" for useful organs when they are about to die.

When an Igor suffers irreparable damage (which is hard to achieve in people who install back-up hearts and a lightning rod down their backs), they are usually "broken down for thpareth"; their functioning body-parts are distributed amongst those who need them and their brains are conserved until such time as another Igor finds a semi-willing patient with irreparable head-trauma, or manages to construct a suitable body from available parts. The Igors themselves describe the system with the words: "What goeth around cometh around." They have a strange ability to be at your side when you call them, and at a door before you knock. An Igor servant is considered a must by all members of the Überwald upper class, and, naturally, by any serious mad scientist.

The male members of the Igor clan traditionally lisp, are considered very good catches for any young lady, and their daughters tend to be very attractive ("Eyes on the same level, that sort of thing?" as Samuel Vimes once mentioned). The female members (the attractive ones) tend to not show their stitches, but share the talent of the males. They also don't generally lisp. Female members of the Igor family are named Igorina.

One Igor, considered "too modern" for Überwald by his family, went with Samuel Vimes to Ankh-Morpork. He now works for the Ankh-Morpork City Watch. He specializes in genetic experiments ("bio-artificing"), which, on the Discworld, simply involves very small stitching. This Igor appears in The Fifth Elephant, The Truth and Night Watch.

Another Igor shipped himself to Ankh-Morpork to assist Jeremy Clockson in building a glass clock, as told in Thief of Time. This Igor is a member of an organisation called We R Igors (slogan:"A Spare Hand When Needed").

When Magpyr family went to Lancre they naturally brought along their Igor, who is more traditionally minded than his employers and has a dog named Scraps (or "Thcrapth") that he built himself. See Carpe Jugulum.

A Borogravian Igor served in the Cheesemongers with Private Perks, in the book Monstrous Regiment.

Reacher Gilt, the head of the Grand Trunk Company in Going Postal has an Igor.

Heroes...

With great power, comes great responsibility. Heroes. The way I see it, when most people think of heroes, they think of larger than life patriots. Men and women who have dedicated both their personal and professional lives to represent a symbol of hope to those whose life might seem hopeless. A colorful embodiment of selflessness. Of course, that’s not the only form a hero’s life can take, and there are so many places that our heroes come from. So many worlds within our world…worlds of magic…worlds of technology…worlds of intrigue…a world where a family of adventurers can bond together in the fight for the underdog. And when speaking of the underdogs of our society, one can’t help but think of the mutants. People whose entire existence is defined by their unique genetic birthright. And like every civil rights embattled minority before them, some mutants have come together using their celebrity and powers to help fight for their cause…while others wade through life’s persecutions and misunderstandings by attempting to live their everyday lives with nobility and grace. But a noble soul can whether they want to or not, find himself on a warrior’s path. Sometimes I wonder if being persecuted and embattled because of who they are makes the choice of becoming a warrior predestined. Predetermined. And that it’s the choice made there…when faced when faced with the unthinkable…that defines them…because we do not live in a black and white world. Cliché, but true. We live in a world where around any corner an act of violence is waiting that can change your life forever. And whether we want to admit it or not, it is at those times when we need someone who is willing to cross the line of what is technically, or morally, right and wrong. But with that comes the risk that the world can be so dark…and so compromised…that there can be no escape, no chance for happiness. So in my search for the hero I most admire…in my search for the definition of what a hero is…the one thing I realized is that I will eventually have to make certain, choices that will define me and my life. Or maybe I already have and don’t even recognize them yet. But I guess I don’t have to worry about it too much because of all the people in the everyday lives…in the news…in sports…in law enforcement…teachers…musicians…and yes, larger than life superheroes…all the people who stand for something bigger than ourselves. For me only one man…a man I have never met…has given me words to live by that I know I have to hold my life up to. I know they are the words that define a hero…that with great power comes great responsibility.