EDITORIAL REVIEW:
**In which Vlad Taltos confronts the Left Hand of the Jheregand discovers the game has more players than he thought**
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Vlad Taltos, short-statured, short-lived human in an Empire of tall, long-lived Dragaerans, has always had to keep his wits about him. Long ago, he made a place for himself as a captain of the Jhereg, the noble house that runs the rackets in the great imperial city of Adrilankha. But love, revolution, betrayal, and revenge ensued, and for years now Vlad has been a man on the run, struggling to stay a step ahead of the Jhereg who would kill him without hesitation.
Now Vlads back in Adrilankha. The rackets he used to run are now under the control of the mysterious Left Hand of the Jherega secretive cabal of women who report to no man. His ex-wife needs his help. His old enemies arent sure whether they want to kill him, or talk to him and then kill him. A goddess may be playing tricks with his memory. And the Great Weapon hes carrying seems to have plans of its own
Picking up directly where *Issola* left off, *Dzur* gives us Vlad Taltos at his bestswashbuckling storytelling with a wry and gritty edge.