;
The Iron Crown
Like lambs to the slaughter...
The Red Hook
World End
Her Last Dance
Just the Cheque
Zealous Accusation
Les Jeux Son Faits
Restored to its former glory...
Two years of this...
We return to the worms of the earth...
The tavern my Ancestor once saw...
The abbey my Ancestor once knew...
Sentimental relics from our forefathers...
Our techniques sharpened to a razor's edge...
Our equipment polished to a mirror finish...
Victory, such as it is...
In such haste...
Strict Mode
We all return to dust...
Valiant sacrifice...
A team of hardened veterans...
Caretaker
Twisted and about to break
In Sheep's Clothing
Darkest sentinels...
A true champion emerges...
Only the finest equipment will endure this torment...
The end of the first year...
What is already Dead Cannot Die
Only masterful technique will suffice in battle...
A grueling adventure comes to a close...
Lone survivor
More blood soaks the soil...
Blocked from life...
Watch your step...
That'll do, pig...
A killer of striking force and wit...
No retreat, no quarter...
The stresses were unbearable...
Gnawing hunger sets in...
The first evil to fall...
A strenuous adventure comes to a close...
And our training begins...
I've seen every corner of this ruined land...
The first of many has fallen...
The price we pay for sanity...
A terrifying figure emerged from the darkness...
Weeding out the weak...
Encouragement...
It takes more than brawn...
A drink, a hand, and a companion...
A rumination, a prayer, and a confession...
A collection of treasured antiques...
Discretion, my old friend...
The first of many victories...
A sobering visit with the departed...
Welcome home...