White Sands, Red Steel

Mad.
Brutal.
Unpredictable.

And those are their good points.

Vicious. Hateful. Foul-mouthed and bad tempered ... He-Dog and Balless are all of these and more. And as mercenaries go, they have a stubborn sense of honor. A sense of honor that has once again landed them into a cauldron of mayhem. After an unfit night of drinking, which might have involved firewater, He-Dog and Balless accept a mission that no one wanted. To travel for days through a scorching desert to the glittering city of Foust and deliver a message scroll to the city’s ruler.

At the time, word was the war there would be over.

At the time, the coin was too good to refuse.

At the time, He-Dog was so pickled he would’ve right and proper agreed to just about anything.

Trouble is, one eventually sobers, and when He-Dog and Balless and their companions finally do and journey to the outskirts of Foust’s besieged walls, they discover the war’s nowhere near over. In fact, it’s only just beginning.

A vicious, seething army of beastmen surround the towering city walls, their intent to sack the fabled city and feast upon every last citizen within.

Still, coin was paid, and their unfit sense of honor will not allow them to turn back.

No one in their right mind would try to get past an army of beastmen. He-Dog, Balless, and their companions, however, aren’t in their right minds.

And a job’s a job.

He-Dog and company will soon realize that while getting into Foust is unfit madness …

Getting back out will get them killed.


Approx. 84,000 words, or about 280 pages. Contains violence and hard language.