Conan

Description

As the days grew shorter and colder, the nights longer and darker, home seemed to be no more than a distant memory for our brave warrior. He finally approached his destination of Grannach when a band of armoured riders pounded through the crowd of corpses. Their dark shapes were rushing towards him, but our warrior could not tear his eyes away from the reflecting vulture symbol on one of the riders armour. As the riders passed, our hero could barely make out his village through the dust - but as the dust lifted, there remained only burning cinders and carnage of his native home...