An Elanore and Gurt Tale: Book One
When you're six inches tall and can fly, life can be tough in a big persons world. What better then than to be partnered with a seven foot troll. She’s the brawn and I’m the brains, and if you believe that I have a castle to sell you. She joined the guard to gain respectability, I joined the guard to escape. I’m Gurt and she’s Elanore Fursk. Don’t forget it.
In the darkened alleys of Delvenport the discovery of a naked corpse sets off a surprising chain of events. Leads will unravel at every turn, although Elanore appears to know what’s going on. I just tag along for the ride. With the rising tide of drugs, magic and ambition that threatens to engulf our city, trouble will lurk in our every shadow. But as long as no-one puts a knife in Elanore, or calls me a girly voiced fairy then the bodies won’t be piled too high.
Otherwise all bets are off!
Our tale comes to an end with Fursk and Gurt making an unexpected confrontation in a familiar place.
All paths start to come together, as Fursk and Gurt close in on what is happening in their city.
There is a riot in the slums and Fursk and Gurt are in the middle of it.
Trouble comes to the city, and Gurt follows a lead by himself...
Fursk and Gurt learn some more little tidbits, and they come across another body.
Fursk and Gurt deal with the aftermath of the fight in the market, and with Gurt's late night decisions.
Fursk and Gurst head out into the city on their normal rounds, but even then death precedes them and follows behind.
Gurt has deal with the fall out from his decisions, and another barmaid from The Spiral tattoo is found murdered.
After the evening watch Gurt is restless, and makes a decision he may live to regret...