Conan a poklad Pythonu

Time hung heavily on Conan's hands as he waited in the port of Asgulun for the next war to start, and he wasn't thinking of proverbs when beautiful, silver-haired Malia approached him. The next thing Conan knew, he was up to his neck in Van pirates, killer ape-men, Aquilonian nobility, an ancient blood cult, a Stygian sorcerer and the murderous tribes of the dread Coast of Bones.