The Iron Banner of Blackmoor
Act I: The Last Legion The dreams came first, always the dreams. Marcus Aurelius Thorne would wake with salt on his lips and the taste of ash in his mouth, his hands clenched around weapons he did not own in a life that was not his. In the dreams, he was a man leading thousands through a land of fire and smoke, giving orders in a tongue he had never studied, watching his soldiers fall one by...
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