Thursday, January 13, 2011

TALES OF MYTHAS: MURDER IN THE GHETTO OF TRENTONIUM

DON THOMAS'S "TALES OF MYTHAS: MURDER IN THE GHETTO OF TRENTONIUM"

INCLUDED IN PRO SE PRESENTS FANTASY & FEAR #1



EXCERPT:
         
          Gim Bolt was accustomed to being awakened at odd hours of the day. He had investigated many murders over the past nine years. Originally he had just been one of the Guard, and he had strived to become more then just the usual constable. He had quickly discovered that he possessed a knack for figuring out which scum was responsible for some of the more vicious crimes that happened within the city.
          It had not been easy for a dwarf to advance up the ranks as an investigator. He had fought hard to close the cases that no one else wanted. And he had made continual effort to prove himself to those in command of Trentonium’s defenses. As he made his way to the crime scene he remembered how he had gone through the ranks until he was now one of the main criminal investigators in the city.
          The main item that illustrated his higher rank to others was the special golden whistle that hung around his neck. The way it worked was the higher the rank with the guard, the different the pitch of the whistle. Gim Bolt knew that it was all that he needed to summon any constable within earshot. He had received his officer’s whistle a couple of years back when he solved enough cases to warrant such a reward. He had been awakened by Kyle Smithton. Kyle had been put on post close to Gim’s apartment within the city. He had been given strict warning by Gim not to wake him unless it was official business. Gim had hoped to get some rest because he had been out until the wee hours of the night.         
          Kyle knocked on his door for a while before Gim finally woke up. Kyle said something about a murder near the south side of the Grey. Everyone knew that the Grey was an area known for a large gray stoned wall that separated it from the rest of the city. The Grey was a dangerous place, and murders were something that happened there all too often.  

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