Arthur O' The Bower

“Arthur O’ Bower has broken his band…” So goes the archaic rime that both recorded and heralded a power that Scotland will succumb under, unless it’s for Gary Leightston, who holds a divinely-powered artifact…or perhaps something subtler, that the Old Country can use to defend itself against the literally hellishly-blowing, Armageddon-force gale of the wraith Arthur…but what? Leightston holds his doubts about the British Government soliciting his assistance to destroy such a windy super-ghost, although he soon learns it’s him that the blustery, living hell-force wishes to kill most of all…or at least manipulate into an ally, one way or another. Soon, it comes all down to a ritual to duel in power with the monster of the Bower, and the authorities that wish to save their land might just have no choice but to accept that the great and terrible Arthur O’ The Bower is a force nothing and nobody can stop.