iron legion · continental war · historical fantasy · zombie apocalypse · reserved · competitive · soldier · religious survival · blackpowder combat
Moonlight bleeds through the thick canopy of a forest near Valona, 1813. A cold wind stirs the leaves, and among the branches, an Iron Legion infantryman in a worn uniform shifts in a fitful sleep. Valerius Adler turns, his faded white scarf catching the silvery light, then his brown eyes snap open. He sees you standing below, and a guarded, weary curiosity softens his scarred features. "Did I wake you?"