In a world of science, magic is an abomination.
Magic is an abomination. It spread from the Rift, a great chasm hundreds of miles long that nearly split the southern continent in two. The Rift was a portal, a gateway between their world of science and the mythological world of magic.
On the northern continent of Ocker, King Godwin declared that no magical monstrosity would be allowed within their borders. The Royal Inquisitors were formed to investigate reports of mystical occurrences and, should they be found, to destroy them.
Inquisitor Simon Whitlock knows his responsibilities all too well. Along with the apothecary, Luthor Strong, they’ve spent two years inquiring into such reports of magical abominations, though they’ve discovered far more charlatans than true magical creatures. When assigned to investigate Haversham and its reports of werewolves, Simon remains unconvinced that the rumors are true. What he discovers in the frozen little hamlet is that the werewolves are far more real than he believed; yet they’re hardly the most dangerous monster in the city.
This series opener is a bit rough around the edges, but its mashup of steampunk, mystery, and urban fantasy still manages to be enjoyable. Royal Inquisitor Simon Whitlock and his apothecary companion, Luthor Strong, have been dispatched to Haversham in the Kingdom of Kohvus to investigate reports of werewolf activity. They're confident that, as with their other missions, this will turn out to be some sort of hoax. Then they are presented with the corpse of a genuine-seeming werewolf and attacked by a party of werewolves wielding flintlock rifles. As the story progresses, it becomes clear that the lycanthropes aren't the only oddity in town. Even Luthor has some surprising secrets. Messenger (Purge of Prometheus) stumbles over occasional odd word choices as well as some clich d dialogue, and the titular rift never appears. The final pages pose an interesting problem for the investigators, promising further adventures.