Ever had a text from a deity? Conrad Clarke did. Someone has plans for Conrad, and those plans don’t involve an easy life. Conrad Clarke, former RAF pilot and alleged gangster is dragged out of his comfort zone by a visit from The Allfather. Norse gods in twenty-first century England? Don’t be silly. Load of nonsense. Before you can say “Ragnarok”, Conrad is plunged into a world of gods, Mages, Witches, Dwarves and one rather aggressive giant mole. But he has next to no magick of his own. Armed with nothing but a sense of humour and a willingness to cheat, Conrad has to save the Witch – and his life.
Ever had a text from a deity? Conrad Clarke did. Someone has plans for Conrad, and those plans don’t involve an easy life. Conrad Clarke, former RAF pilot and alleged gangster is dragged out of his comfort zone by a visit from The Allfather. Norse gods in twenty-first century England? Don’t be silly. Load of nonsense. Before you can say “Ragnarok”, Conrad is plunged into a world of gods, Mages, Witches, Dwarves and one rather aggressive giant mole. But he has next to no magick of his own. Armed with nothing but a sense of humour and a willingness to cheat, Conrad has to save the Witch – and his life.