Dragons

Errol 1997

£25.00

Originally one of Lady Sybil Ramkin’s Swamp dragons, Errol was given his nickname by Nobby Nobbs. His actual full name of Goodboy Bindle Featherstone of Quirm proving something of a mouthful. Errol is a freak by swamp dragon standard. His wings are about the same size as his abnormally large eyebrows, he has a face like an anteater, a pear-shaped body and gigantic nostrils. The poor little fella can’t flame or fly, and spends most of his time relaxing. Now take this sleepy dragon home and let him reside quietly on your walls .. with only the occasional puff of smoke wafting from the frame…

Numbered and Embossed with Sir Terry’s Pratchett Bee Design. 

Size: Print size - 350mm x 556mm

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Errol Miniature

£7.50

This favourite Discworld character is depicted in a detailed 30mm scale, high quality metal cast miniature. It will arrive unpainted, requiring preparation, assembly and painting but when it’s finished you’ll be itching to collect the rest! Provided with a 30mm premium plastic round base. (Additional bases are also available in this section).

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Guards! Guards!

Exclusively embossed with Terry's signature and sealed with his coat of arms

£15.00

Format: Hardback

Insurrection is in the air in Ankh-Morpork. The Haves and Have-Nots are about to fall out all over again. Captain Sam Vimes of the city’s ramshackle Night Watch is used to this. It’s enough to drive a man to drink. Well, to drink more. But this time, something is different – the Have-Nots have found the key to a dormant, lethal weapon that even they don’t fully understand, and they’re about to unleash a campaign of terror on the city. Time for Captain Vimes to sober up.

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Guards! Guards!

Exclusively embossed with Terry's signature and sealed with his coat of arms

£10.00

Format: Paperback

Size: 128mm x 198mm x 26mm

This is where the dragons went. They lie…not dead, not asleep, but…dormant. And although the space they occupy isn’t like normal space, nevertheless they are packed in tightly. They could put you in mind of a can of sardines, if you thought sardines were huge and scaly. And presumably, somewhere, there’s a key… Guards! Guards! is the eighth Discworld novel – and after this, dragons will never be the same again!

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Men at Arms

Exclusively embossed with Terry's signature and sealed with his coat of arms

£15.00

Format: Hardback

‘Be a MAN in the City Watch! The City Watch needs MEN!’ But what it’s got includes Corporal Carrot (technically a dwarf), Lance-constable Cuddy (really a dwarf), Lance-constable Detritus (a troll), Lance-constable Angua (a woman… most of the time) and Corporal Nobbs (disqualified from the human race for shoving).

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Men at Arms

Exclusively embossed with Terry's signature and sealed with his coat of arms

£10.00

Format: Paperback

Size: 128mm x 198mm x 23mm

‘Be a MAN in the City Watch! The City Watch needs MEN!’ But what it’s got includes Corporal Carrot (technically a dwarf), Lance-constable Cuddy (really a dwarf), Lance constable Detritus (a troll), Lance constable Angua (a woman… most of the time) and Corporal Nobbs (disqualified from the human race for shoving). And they need all the help they can get. Because they’ve only got twenty-four hours to clean up the town and this is Ankh-Morpork we’re talking about…

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Guards! Guards!: A Discworld Graphic Novel

Exclusively embossed with Terry's signature and sealed with his coat of arms

£15.00

Some night-time prowler is turning the (mostly) honest citizens of Ankh-Morpork into something resembling small charcoal biscuits. And that’s a real problem for Captain Vimes, who must tramp the mean streets of the naked city looking for a 70-foot-long fire-breathing dragon which, he believes, can help him with his enquiries. But there’s more – now we get to see Ankh-Morpork in all its glory; illustrations so vibrant you can practically smell and taste the denizens of this delightful city (although with Corporal Nobbs, you might rather wish you didn’t have to). All rendered in painstaking detail by Graham Higgins (who feels he now knows altogether far too much about the murky goings on inside Nobbs’ head).

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