fallen general of a shattered kingdom, Marcus Ravenholt now rules a
despair. A new force with a dark secret has arisen to threaten him,
their recruits from the common people of the land to do battle with the
vampire's inexhaustible legions. But are the men working for good or
making things worse by inciting the ire of the greatest warrior the
|From Shadows in the Dust...
Barrobos, the smell was the most noticeable thing. It was a pungent,
wet smell, old and rotten. Dried blood, tangy and full of a
tint, wafted through the air from the shaggy beasts arrayed in a
semi-circle around him and his men. They had been as silent as shadows.
The men stood with weapons drawn. Barrobos cursed
his own incompetence, certain
he had missed some subtle sign of their approach. He should have been
more careful. How foolish of them to think they could transverse these
lands without notice. The vampire Ravenholt had dwelled here for
countless years. He was part of the land, part of its decrepit nature.
He could feel anything that did not belong as a man feels a sword point
in his stomach. Barrobos had thought he knew better.
Done berating himself after only a flash of
thought, the regiment commander
fell into a fighting crouch, shutting off any negative emotions that
might interfere with his actions. Now was not the time for
contemplations or self affliction. Barrobos knew there was never any
need to be hard on oneself. The world always did a pretty thorough job
of inflicting pain on its own.
2 - Ashes in the Grave
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