TO TREAD OBSIDIAN SHORES — Snippet 5

(A short snippet today ~Jason)

Coming January 2026

With Corporal Jeffe leading the way, the trio of enlisted exited the building and stood in front of the door in the warm, poisonous rain of Myrkyma. Sergeant Buckholz looked around at the gathered mob and snorted derisively.

“Unless you are here to join the Legion, you are ordered to disperse from these premises,” he called out in a tone which brooked no argument. His voice easily carried over the assembled crowd of a dozen or so men...