The Obsidian Path, United We Are

The wind howled a mournful dirge across the desolate plains,

its lament reflecting the growing unease settling over the land.

King Theron, whose reign was built on conquest and fear, had

begun his systematic consolidation of power-a chilling process

that sent shivers down the spines of even the most hardened

soldiers. His victory over the combined forces of humans, elves,

and dwarves in the previous war had not brought peace, but rather

an oppressive silence- a suffocating blanket woven from dre...