Steel and Moonshine, Book 1

Frank Gerber isn't happy at all. Being a bounty hunter sucks. Even more so when it pays very little. What sucks even more is that his client decides to skip payday. A pimp dressed in a frilly pink suit. Can his day turn even worse? It can when polite conversation turns into unabashed violence, and Frank finds himself the new owner of the most rundown joint in the Ashpit. With a mounting debt, not nearly enough booze, and a single bartender in his service, he will have to do...yeah, he doesn't know what yet, but he will eventually find out. Everything can wait. After all, when in doubt, light a cigar and have a whiskey. If he still can't figure it out after a drink, then he will...not hit it with a fireball and watch it burn because he can't cast any any elemental spells. He can stab it with his sword, though. Join Frank as he adventures deep into dungeons to hunt down trophies, adopts the worst possible rejects into his family, and makes sure he can pay tax come end of the month. Death and taxes...and all that.