The Tower of the Tyrant

The air is thick with smoke and the stench of burning pitch. War drums echo against the jagged hills as your army of outcasts and mercenaries closes in on Fort Valecrest, the iron-banded keep where your vengeance finally takes form. Arrows rain like blackened hail while siege towers grind forward through mud and blood. You’ve waited years for this night. Years since Valecrest’s lord slaughtered your family and branded you a traitor. The banner flying above those walls - the silver hawk on crimson - has haunted every waking thought since. Now it flutters in the firelight, soon to be torn down. You feel the rage that drove you here burning behind your ribs. Every life taken, every ally lost, every sin committed in the name of justice all lead to this. But vengeance is never clean. The deeper you push into Valecrest’s heart, the more you’ll find that revenge doesn’t end with blood... it only begins there. Includes Autocards by LewdLeah ❤️