Thraxas And The Sorcerers

Martin Scott

It was your average kinda day in Turai. Elves were murdering Orcs Orcs were murdering Elves everyone was murdering Dwarves and anything that wasn't nailed to the floor had been stolen fenced and then stolen again.

Yep business was booming - except for me. My last case was a bust the bills were as high as a dragon's toupee and the only guys beating a path to my door wanted gold - or else it wouldn't be the path they'd be beating.

My name's Thraxas and I'm a P.I.

So when the word hit the street that the Sorcerers Guild were holding their convention downtown I felt as happy as a crab in a whorehouse . Don't get me wrong - I do magic like the next guy - but as far as Sorcerers go well two's company and three's a crime-spree ...

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