Martin Scott

In the scorching heat of the Turanian summer, Thraxas is doing his best to avoid working. His plans for a spell of uninterrupted beer drinking go wrong when the Civil Guards arrest a man for murder, right in Thraxas's office. Outraged at this insult to his dignity, Thraxas goes into action.

Thraxas ekes out a living as a private investigator. He lives in the poor part of town, with a barbarian for a landlord, and a female ex-gladiator to help him when the fighting gets rough.

It's not been a good morning for Thraxas. A vindictive judge has just fined him every guran he has, and two old enemies have threatened his life. And to cap it all, the rainy season has started and it's as wet as a mermaid's blanket in the magical city of Turai.

Thraxas, the biggest star of comic fantasy in every sense, bounces back with a troublesome case of Elvish fever... When Thraxas receives a message from an old friend in trouble, he has to act quickly. A terrible crime has been committed on the Elvish Isles, and Thraxas is the right man for the job.