CHAPTER 1
This land is naught but ashy hills...endless, spreading far away out of sight...you follow the river to your right...but where do it lead? You do hope to find the nascent...
Howling, mewling things, you hear, far away; hollering!
A road? You cannot see..too much dust! Your eyes are watering...
No...it is...a strip of blood...something has been dragging...
"To your left..." an angel says...and your vision is dragged towards that; you see something!
Anselman! You clash steel; it rings, filling out the world; sparks fly out! It leers...
The thing grumbles...Is that really a troll?
"Crawl...crawlman!"
It heaves! A huge cleaver descends; above your head! You dodge; fast enough! You shift the length of the axe, to your left, and you cleave! The blade drinks deeply; the things guts lay strewn about...
You hear things farther away...but they are not people...