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Henchmen (Novelette)
Henchmen (Novelette)
Henchmen (Novelette)
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Henchmen (Novelette)

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“The King of High Adventure,” Starlog.

Goran, the hulking, undead warrior and Malik, embittered thief and hedge wizard are minions of a would-be Dark Lord. He sends them to acquire the things he needs for his plans of world domination, most of the time forgetting to warn them of the dangers they will face, possibly because that would just scare them witless or possibly because henchmen are expendable anyway.

An ancient evil, a beautiful sorceress and a tribe of savage Orcs guard the sinister secret of the lost city of Komoria. Goran and Malik must find a way to steal the Spheres of Doom from under their noses and survive to tell the tale.

Henchmen is darkly comic sword and sorcery novelette from the bestselling creator of Gotrek and Felix. (Approximately 9000 words.)

LanguageEnglish
PublisherWilliam King
Release dateFeb 22, 2012
ISBN9781465771339
Henchmen (Novelette)
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William King

William King is the creator of the bestselling Gotrek and Felix series for Black Library and the author of the bestselling Space Wolf books, which between them have sold over 750,000 copies in English and been translated into 8 languages. He has been nominated for the David Gemmell Legend Award and has twice won the Origins Awards For Game Design.

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    Henchmen (Novelette) - William King

    Henchmen

    Copyright © William King 2012

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    Henchmen

    Goran thinks this was not the best idea the Master ever had, Goran said. The huge, undead Northlander eyed the surrounding trees warily. A frown passed over his brutish features. His dull, bloodshot eyes narrowed. He reached for the hilt of the six-foot long great sword that hung over his left shoulder. His hand lingered there for a few moments and then withdrew.

    Your keen instincts warning you of danger, are they? Malik asked. He was shorter than his companion and much skinnier but there was a lean strength to his appearance that suggested he would make a formidable foe. Like Goran he was dressed in studded leather armour. Two short swords were scabbarded at his waist. His hair was jet black. Long sideburns and a thick drooping moustache gave him a feral, somewhat wolfish, appearance. The pinkness of his flesh and the sweat on his brow hinted at the fact that he, unlike his huge companion, could still be numbered among the living.

    Maybe, said Goran. His broad fingers stroked the old scar that ran across his shaved skull. He scratched at the patchwork of stitches that criss-crossed his greyish skin as if they itched. Maybe it was because of the flies that swarmed around him. Goran’s odour of embalming fluid and alchemicals always seemed to attract them. Or maybe Goran is worried because that tree over there has a fanged mouth and those strangling vines look twitchy. The large number of Orc tracks may point to danger as well.

    Malik followed his companion's pointing finger. The sight of the tracks made him shiver. He was a city boy, born and bred in the maze of slums beneath the cloud-tall towers of Takresh. He had never cared for the great outdoors and this sorcery-blasted wilderness was getting on his nerves. They had already spent nearly a week in the Wyrmwood pursuing the Master’s latest folly, and the last two of those days deep in shadowblight. He wondered if they would live long enough to find the lost city of Komoria, let alone return its ancient treasure to their overlord.

    Orcs. I hate those green-skinned bastards, said Malik. He cursed the day he had given his oath of service to the Master. Since swearing to obey the

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