Everyone knows that the world is flat, and supported
on the backs of four elephants. But weren't there supposed
to be five? Indeed there were. So where is
it?...
When duty calls. Commander Vimes of the
Ankh-Morpork constabulary answers. Even when he doesn't
want to. He's been "invited" to attend a royal function as
both detective and diplomat. The one role he relishes; the
other requires, well, ruby tights. Of course where cops
(even those clad in tights) go, alas, crime follows. An
attempted assassination and a theft soon lead to a
desperate chase from the low halls of Discworld royalty to
the legendary fat mines of Uberwald, where lard is found
in underground seams along with tusks and teeth and other
precious ivory artifacts. It's up to the dauntless Vimes --
bothered as usual by a familiar cast of Discworld
inhabitants (you know, trolls, dwarfs, werewolves,
vampires and such) -- to solve the puzzle of the missing
pachyderm. Which of course he does. After all, solving
mysteries is his job.
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