Crease has a house over a waterfall, a job spying for the Lord of Coelwyk, and a sister he hasn't spoken to in three years.
Then a letter arrives from home. Then a dead man turns up on the goat tracks outside the city wall with a brand burned into his chest. Crease knows the mark. It belongs to the man who sold him into the prison mines.
Imroman Gorhst is eight feet tall, keeps every promise he makes, and never lets a debt go. He has been quietly swallowing the Craglands one starving village at a time, and the feystorms blackening the soil are rolling west toward Coelwyk a little too neatly to be weather.
Crease's sister is somewhere in Imroman's town. So is a debt Crease has never paid, owed to someone who has had three years to think about it.
A cardsharp knows when the dice are loaded. Crease is about to find out what happens when the man across the table owns the table, the dice, and everyone watching.
Genre: Fantasy
Then a letter arrives from home. Then a dead man turns up on the goat tracks outside the city wall with a brand burned into his chest. Crease knows the mark. It belongs to the man who sold him into the prison mines.
Imroman Gorhst is eight feet tall, keeps every promise he makes, and never lets a debt go. He has been quietly swallowing the Craglands one starving village at a time, and the feystorms blackening the soil are rolling west toward Coelwyk a little too neatly to be weather.
Crease's sister is somewhere in Imroman's town. So is a debt Crease has never paid, owed to someone who has had three years to think about it.
A cardsharp knows when the dice are loaded. Crease is about to find out what happens when the man across the table owns the table, the dice, and everyone watching.
Genre: Fantasy
Used availability for Sebastian Priest's Thief's Game