The Sleeping God — William Meikle

Glaisc is a Northern city, damp and cold with a Maritime climate, once the hub of a vast empire, now going slowly to seed. It subsists on trade to a sprawling docklands area where anything can be bought or sold if the price is right.

Gwynne Ericsdochtir works this area, a sword for hire who, for gold, will help you in places where the Guard will not, or cannot, go. But she is in a slump. She hasn't had a new case in months and winter is coming. So when she is offered a chance to recover a lost amulet she jumps at it.

The amulet looks like an octopus after a rough night on the rum and was made at the start of the reign of the Northern Gods to control and check the activities of the Sleeping God. It was found in a burial mound in the Barrens fifty years ago by Cantor, a trader.

Jorg, an ambitious competitor, has stolen the amulet, killing Cantor in the process. And now the followers of the Sleeping God are after him. The body count is piling up, and only Gwynne Ericsdochtir can help.

But can she do it in time? Or will the Sleeping God wake and shake the world?