Blood on the Glacier

The interrogation of Garek in the lower dungeons of Fort Fenris had been swift, brutal, and thoroughly informative. Under the cold, terrifying scrutiny of Gunnar Skoll, the broken traitor had wept like a beaten hound, revealing that a secondary cell of seven rogue infiltrators had already scaled the frozen precipice of the Blue Ridge, tasked with sabotaging the celestial signal beacons that linked Mount Fenrir to the southern border outposts.…