Silas pulled a heavy leather skin from his belt and uncorked it. Instead of water, it contained a thick, shimmering oil—rendered from the fat of the fallen beasts that now stalked the ruins. He poured a single drop onto the shield's surface.
The grey snow fell not from the clouds, but from the smoldering bones of the world. Ashes of War [v1.0]
Bram spit a dark glob of phlegm into the snow. "How many left, Captain?" Silas pulled a heavy leather skin from his