The base of Dragon-Tooth Pass was a desolate, windswept gorge of black rock and packed mountain snow, where the howling winter gales sounded like the wailing of ancient ghosts trapped between the frozen peaks. As twilight fell over the jagged landscape, the Bilateral Vanguard established their forward siege encampment two miles south of the pass entrance, outside the maximum range of Garrick's heavy cliffside artillery. Ten thousand campfires flickered across…
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